Between The Threads

Fey
I wasn't living anymore. I knew that. But the reality was I didn't want to live anymore. My life was full of darkness with no end in sight. Yet somehow, there has always been that little spark of hope in my chest. It lived there like a little ember in a dying fire. Then I met him. Then that spark turned to a bursting fire. It set fire to my past and sparked growth for my future.

James
She broke my heart. So I did what is always so aptly suggested. I got over someone by getting under many other "someones." Then I saw her. I felt that link. I knew right then and there that I had to pull, or I would never have the chance to make her mine.