39; Pain

Rex’s POV

But I didn't know how. I don’t know how to find her, how to reach her, how to win her back. I don’t know how to say sorry, how to show remorse, how to prove myself worthy. I don’t know how to make things right. I wasn't used to apologizing, I was always the one everyone would apologize to.

I felt hopeless and helpless.

I felt lost and alone.

I felt broken and empty.

I felt nothing but pain.

Her disappearance was killing me.

My deepest desire was to see her again, to hold her in my arms and never let go. I yearned to apologize for my mistakes, to beg for her forgiveness, and to pour out my love for her without reservation. But I was lost, clueless about how to find her, how to reach her, or how to mend what was broken.

Hopelessness and helplessness gripped me tightly, squeezing the air from my lungs. I felt adrift, a ship lost at sea with no guiding star. The weight of my loneliness pressed upon me, and I felt shattered, like a broken vessel unable to contain anything but pa