We were connected. Our hearts were one. We loved with everything we had.

We should have been together forever.

Yet, it was not written like that. Everything we had, was not enough.

I gave him everything.

Every part of me. The raw, broken and ugly parts. The parts I hide from everyone else.

Why wasn’t it enough?

Why are we forced to separate. Why do they see our love and feel threatened by it? Why do they not let us love, even if they cannot themselves?

Does it help them to hurt others? Do they feel better now? Do they sit, gleefully upon their thrones looking down upon us like pawns in their sick game?

What was so wrong with our love, that we could not have it?

Why must they take it?

Why must they break my heart without a second thought?