Struck by Lightening

I met my soulmate one miserable night at a bar. His nickname was Thor and he’d always walk around calling himself the God of Thunder. I wasn’t attracted to him, but he made me laugh and our personalities matched perfectly. He became my best friend after that night. We were always going on walks, getting drunk on the weekends, and we became extremely close by sharing all of our innermost thoughts and feelings. We spoke a lot through music. We kept no secrets. Our connection was loud to everybody everywhere we went. It was a platonic friendship for a year. And then one day, I really noticed him. And it changed everything. We fell in love. We’re both a little older, I’m in my late 20’s and he’s in his early 30’s. Neither of us has ever been in love before. And then I learned about a half truth he had kept from me. He had a girl he’d been dating on the side for years, and I had known about her presence but I didn’t know how long she’d been there or how important she was to him. She was a safe blanket to him. He had no passion for her, but she would never leave him no matter how awful he was to her. He not only had freedom, but he had the knowledge that she was so obsessed with him that she would never abandon him. I tolerated letting him keep her for longer than I’d like to admit, thinking he’d get over his fear because he knew I was the opposite of safe. But he wouldn’t. And it broke my heart over and over and over again. I ended it with him when I’d finally had enough, and I know I’ll never have that same connection with anyone else. Our story is not repeatable. One day, I made a tattoo appointment. And all I had asked for was a very cliche small heart with a lightening bolt going through it. My tattoo artist was really into abstract and he told me afterwards that he has some psychic abilities. Sounds strange, I know. But he created that piece without any stencils. Didn’t know why I was getting it. Didn’t know anything about my life. He was literally winging it and I just trusted him. It came out messy, because love is always messy. There are musical notes in that tattoo, like I said before, we spoke to each other through music. A second heart can also be seen coming out of the ruin. This tattoo symbolizes heartbreak and pain. And it symbolizes that even through all the chaos and tragedy, love is always still there.