The worst way my pretty little angel broke my heart wasn't by cheating, lying, or anything typical it was simply disappearing.

When you're in the beginning stages of being with your soulmate it isn't easy.

Sources says that one of you is stable and the other is a runner. So indeed this is what he did, run.

He would just up and leave... at first for two week, then a month, next two months, finally three months.

But this is how we determined that all we needed was each other because he kept coming back.

So, in those days when he was gone I would wash my pillow and my face every day and every night. Even walking the hallways in school with eyes that were ready to crack.

And I would plead to his spirit to come back because my soul would be aching. I would be screaming in horror to the terror of the burden he left on my heart. I couldn't deal with knowing that spiritually we were apart...

In his return, it would all heal. And since those 3 months, he hasn't left. Because just how it affected me it affected him too.. and this is how I know. I know, I know. And to this day, we're inseparable.