She grew up reading fairy tales, with happily ever after and the hope of a perfect life.
So, when she met him, her first love, she did what felt right, she have him her soul. Hoping they could be one forever.
But he wasn’t interested in that, he looked at her body, he memorized her curves. And once he’d gotten them, he disappeared.
And her soul returned shattered in a billion pieces.
And as life goes on, there came another into her life, and once she started to feel the same things she had before, she put up a wall.
She gave him her body, but never her soul. She never again lent another her heart, even when they wanted nothing more.
And in the end, she was alone, her soul dissipated, her heart hardened. And there she lay watching others living their happy endings, while nearing her own.