Souls Unfractured

For fractured souls are like magnets. Drawn to collide into an impossible bliss.....

What are words? Sometimes the flick of a pair of eyes or the flush of skin reveals everything you need to know. Words can wound. Silence can heal.

Because for me, you are truth. My truth. My heart, is all you.

I know I'm different. I know I don't see the world like everyone else does. But I want to see your world, Maddie. Even if it's the only one I'll ever understand.

I want to understand you, Maddie. I want to understand your world.

I used to wonder how two people—one broken girl, and one broken boy—could ever move on from their dark and tortured pasts. But now I know. Together, that’s how. They fight their way through… together.

We are Flame and Maddie. And we have survived.

his finger stroked along my cheek, and his lips began to move so gently against my lips. And I felt this kiss all the way to my soul.

Just like your picture, Maddie. I'm holding you just like your sketch.

That you are my anchor. You are the one I was meant to find on this Earth.” Her finger stopped and she looked into my eyes. “That you are the one for me. Only you can understand me, Flame. No one else. You have spent your entire life lost, not understanding what people want, but with me, you always know how to make me happy. How to make me feel safe.

the unlikeliest of saviors. Flame, you saved me from him. From that life… from never knowing what it was like to hold hands. To kiss and to make such sweet love that it still feels like a dream. You have no idea how special you are to me.” Maddie held up our joined hands and said, “Even now, looking at these hands, I am terrified this is all in my head, that being here with you, is just another fantasy that will never be realized. That I am sitting at my window, sketching a future I pray will happen, before I blink and discover it is all in my head, that I must be content to simply watch you from afar.

My Flame, my tortured boy, had broken through the last of his defenses. He had found his voice. Flame, my always and forever, had found his song, like I had found mine. And through our love, he had finally found the courage to sing.

But will you follow me?” I prompted. Flame, this time, did meet my eyes and he replied, “Anywhere.

You, to me, are the only one I could ever love.

I felt him relax as he whispered, “I love you.” Smiling into his chest, I replied, “And I you, Flame.” Flame sighed and murmured, “Mine.

But I didn’t bother looking up. What the fuck were the stars and moon, when I had her? I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I could barely fucking breathe.

That beat, that new lease of life pounding within my chest? It is his. The awakening of my heart belongs to Flame.

For fractured souls are like magnets. Drawn to collide into an impossible bliss…

But then something happened to me. Someone happened to me… You.

Didn’t think you’d be going without us, did you? We’re the Psycho fucking Trio. You ain’t going nowhere alone.

I have to have her with me, all the time. All the fucking time.” I pounded my fist over my chest. “Can’t fucking breathe without her nearby. Need her to sleep with me. Need her to keep the flames away.” I ran my nails over the scars on my arm. “She ain’t ever leaving me again. For life, brothers. She’s mine for fucking life.

She would never want me. I’m a fucking retard.” I hit the side of my head with the heel of my palm as my eyes blurred again. “I don’t think right in here. I’m fucked up—I don’t get people, they don’t get me. And I ain’t ever gonna be able to read people. Why would someone as perfect as her want someone as fucked up as me? Someone who isn’t right in the head?

So that’ll be a yes. A huge fucking yes to the extreme makeover, Krueger edition.

I know I’m different. I know I don’t see the world like everyone else does. But I want to see your world, Maddie. Even if it’s the only one I’ll ever understand.

My heart slammed in my chest. “Yeah. The most beautiful,” I answered.

think perhaps, if you are told something often enough, you end up believing it. But maybe, just maybe, someone comes into your life and makes you question yourself. Makes you believe you are worth something.

I wish to be alone with you. I wish to… touch you more. I wish to see you more… I wish, I think… I need to show you my love.