He Filled My Life Novels & Stories

, I kissed her lips gently and she responded. In the end, I didn't care whatever happened throughout the time she came into my life. I just knew that she was the one to bring me into life. I had zero feelings in my life and she filled it with all her colours. She was my destruction and she was my healer. She filled my life with love more than she hurt me. She was the reason I had every single emotion in my life. Be it anger, frustration, hatred or vengeance. She completed me with all the emotions I lacked.

The house will be stormy, maybe even reach him ears. But... it's not exactly unilateral maybe it's just a step towards another page. For example, you are living your life at this moment, and I am also living my other life. We are like two parallel lines that do not collide or exist in the other person is life.

I thought I have lost all hope of ever being able to have a family. Without even thinking, I instantly jump towards him and engulf him in a hug. As tears roll down my cheeks, I softly mumble, “Thank you. Not only have you given me a new life, but you have given me hope too.”

“Fuck that! Fuck that shit. Did you not hear anything that I said to you last night? Did you not hear how important you are to me? Do you not realize that you aren’t saving my life by giving yours for mine? I have no life if you aren’t in it. Just like that line from the song, you showed me what it feels like to be full, and it’s so fucking light I feel like I’m floating. Do you think that I could go back to that empty feeling again, after knowing what I was missing? I can’t. I have no life without you Angel. I have nothing.”

But I didn't. I stayed sitting on my sofa, the letter in my hand, watching the candle flame flicker. And I thought. I thought about that emptiness I had been carrying for years, that hole inside me that nothing could fill. The nights I woke with a start, heart pounding, not knowing why. The days I watched people in the street wondering how they managed to look so alive. The evenings drinking one too many glasses, sleeping with the first person who came along, coming home alone in the morning with a taste of ashes in my mouth. This letter was the first thing in years that made my heart beat. The first thing that promised me something other than grey, bland, déjà vu. The first thing that told

Jackson stiffened as he leaned into her embrace and heard her promise. Her voice and embrace were strangely soothing, erasing all his anxiety at once. His Serenity… He needed her to feel alive. His life was whole because of her, and he was glad to have met her. Without her, he would have been living an empty life. He used to be very different before meeting her and lived his life void of emotion. His life was an empty shell; he was physically alive but dead inside. He had never felt the joy of life.

Did he really have… “She made me happy.” He said answering my unsaid question. I swallowed audibly and remained glued to the wall. “I know it was pretty short-lived, but for those times I sat down with her and listened to her talking, I believed there was more to life than drugs and life. She breathed life into me, Ava. She made me feel things I have never felt all my life. And I was determined to see where we were going.” He said almost to himself. Tears pricked my eyes while I stayed there, listening to him and watching him hurting, knowing damn well I was the cause of all that.

As if a day, a month, maybe even a year had just been added to my life. He… he completed me. But.. why?

I didn't know how to express my happiness because I was overwhelmed with contentment. "Mia, don’t thank me because you have no idea what you've done for me. For a hundred years, I had been living as if I were a dead soul. My life was completely filled with darkness, with no hope of light, until you came and changed everything; you made me fall for you and brought back the light in my life, the hope of a happy life." He admitted, his intense gaze fixed on me. "I'm always there for you, Jonathan. Just don't leave me alone." I implored, entwining my fingers with his.

He furrowed his brow for a moment, looking at me quizzically. "For what?" "Everything. My life got so much better when you entered it. I fought it at first, but I never should have. You make my life worth living. Before you I didn't know what happiness was." Shoot me, I sound too sappy even for myself. Although it's all true. He changed my life without even trying. He's taught me to express my feelings more. He's shown me what love is and helped me to see that I loved my fierce five. He's the reason for my happiness.