Soul mates don't always make each other happy . . .they make each other feel. I was just a shy teenage girl when Cain crashed into my world in a flurry of musical notes and lyrics. He played the piano like it was an extension of his soul, and somehow, he made me feel like I mattered. He loved me through the chaos. Held me through the crashes. He saw something in me I couldn't see in myself. And I ruined it. Addiction doesn't care how much you love someone. It doesn't care about promises, or dreams, or the music you made together. I let him go. I had to. Time has passed, and the music continues, but so does the heartache. Cain's back... and the hardest part isn't remembering who we were. It's facing who we've become.
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