Love Doesn't Live Here

They were once connected mentally, spiritually and physically, but now she feels like a dying rose that hasn't been watered in a week. For days she prayed because of the emotional shift in their energy. A wounded lion in the wild; found and healed by an Angel with a broken wing. Together they would conquer every goal and fulfill dreams that seemed impossible. Until he goes astray, becoming vulnerable to the different types of food he could have on his plate.

He can hear her whimpers, but refuses to stop being self absorbed to prevent the tears. He can see the desolation in her, but refuses to fill the void he caused. Since he shows no empathy towards the better half; he onced cherished. She wonders if she should give up the only life she has ever known and forsake. The love she has for him makes her weakened and dense.

Now she tries to get their bond back throwing herself at him in every way, but nothing changed. The Angel he once knew has now become customary to his willingness to bring forth heartache. She gives him a dosage of his own medicine knowing the bitter aftertaste it would leave behind. The lion she once helped strengthen was now wounded again; enternally. She can see his heartache, but refuses to fix it. 
 

He holds the spot where she ripped his heart out of his chest. Now he's reaching out for her help, touch and love. He tries to use the good in her to make her stay. Forgetting, when they met her wing was broken. That's when he noticed she was tired and had chosen to walk away.