One look from him was all I needed. My bruised, bloodied, broken heart started healing with a single look from him. All previous transgressions against my soul were forgotten as I stared into his captivating eyes. With one glance, my heart started healing. When loved me, my heart was whole once again. He healed me, healed my broken soul. I would have died without him. Then he left me, like so many others before. Who will heal my bleeding heart now? How long can I live before the last traces of his healing love fade from my heart? How long?
