book-bomb

"You can''''t tell me what pain is and what it''''s not. I''''ve lived for thousands of years searching for her, longing for her smile, her touch. Waking up each morning not knowing where to go, where to look, but still holding on to that hope. That someday I will find her again, to make her happy and protect her from harm." Tears started to well up in his eyes as his voice became coarse. "Only to find out that in the end, I''''ve already found her and yet I''''ve caused her death... again."