A meeting that changed "Meaning of LIFE and its Purpose"

I felt heat, warmth all over me....
Where am I? Dead? Alive? Why am I not feeling any pain? Probably I am dead... So this is how death feels? It is amusing....Throughout life we feel so many emotions.. so much pain suffering , happiness and joy and once life ends it boils down to "NOTHING" Maybe that is why life is so celebrated . And death mourned.
I opened my eyes, startled by glaring lights I close them in a jiffy fearing this light will take away my sight.
I heard my name... Loud echoing .I checked all around.Blank I couldn't see a soul.All that was visible was a nebula of light surrounding and enveloping me trying to instill some strength somehow in me, trying to illuminate my senses.
"YOU HAVE TO LIVE.YES YOU!! YOU ARE HERE TO BE REMINDED THAT YOU HAVE TO GO AND FIGHT BACK"
I was confused. Are theses words for me?Where do I have to go?Fight? Fight for hat? What am I even left with?
"WHEN YOU WERE BORN YOU WERE ENDOWED WITH A POWER TO EXPRESS . USE IT NOW. TELL YOUR STORY TO THE WORLD..THIS STORY IS YOUR LIFE YOU WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE.BUT ONLY IF YOU CHOOSE TO WRITE.
I shouted to the nothingness around , "Who are you?"
"I AM YOU"
"I don't understand"
"YOU WILL...YOU WILL GAIN THAT INFINITE WISDOM ONCE YOU WRITE"
"Writeabout what?"
"YOU AND HIM"
"I don't have the strength to go through that pain yet all over again"
"PUT YOURSELF THROUGH THE PAIN.IT IS THAT ONE FEELING THAT WILL MAKE YOU FEEL THE MOST VULNERABLE AND FRAGILE BEING ONCE YOU ARE PASSING THROUGH IT.THE DAY YOU ARE THROUGH, YOU WILL COME OUT STRONGER THAN BEFORE.YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT STRENGTH YOU POSSESS."
" Was loving him my weakness?"
"NO.NEVER SAY THAT.....IT WAS NOT YOUR WEAKNESS.IT TAKES STRENGTH TO LOVE SOMEONE.THAT SOMEONE WHO WALLOWS IN SELF PITY,IT TAKES POWER TO HEAL SOMEONE & IT WAS THE INTENSITY OF YOUR LOVE THAT HE COULDN'T BEAR WHICH LED TO THIS DESTRUCTION."
"Will he return after reading it?"
"WHY DO YOU WANT HIM TO RETURN?YOU CANT STAND AND PRAY FOR THINGS TO BE FINE..FOR THAT YOU HAVE TO BE FINE FIRST.WHY DO YOU CARE TO HEAL HIM WHEN YOU ARE BRUISED.I AM NOT MAKING YOU TREAD THIS PATH SO THAT HE RETURNS.IWANT YOU TO UNDERSTAND YOU COME BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE"
"ITS ABOUT YOU NOT HIM"
"So probably I will earn him back", I asked  knowing the answer had the power to break my heart.
"I CAN'T PROMISE. BUT ONE OF THE TWO THINGS WOULD HAPPEN FOR SURE.EITHER HE WILL REGAIN YOU TO KILL YOU YET AGAIN OR ELSE YOU WILL UNDERSTAND SOMETIMES LOVE DEMANDS HATRED.LET IT GO..LET HIM GO.DON'T TRY TO CATCH THE WIND..IT WILL SWEEP YOU AGAIN WITH NO BODY TO SAVE YOU THIS TIME."
"I don't get it still...."
"WRITE MY CHILD WRITE................................"
The voice faded away...went back to where it came...
All of a sudden pain after pain shot down my body...
I am back.... Back to life
Did I meet God?
No It said It was me
It took death for me to realize value of my life.Not everyone is fortunate enough.I was back , Back with a purpose
I was prepared to embark a journey , not knowing the path, or the destination
All I had were scattered pages, ink and my unending thoughts....

Its the end from where I start

He was a slow poison and I was its only victim. Every second he was gaining lengths in my body, controlling my veins, paralyzing my soul and I.... I stood like a statue hoping and praying that he'd stop...atleast before I die....
Hope is contagious , the clouds above hoped if they make it rain perhaps he would be reminded of all the showers when we played like kids...tripping in mud, splashing water... They hope for him to show some mercy but...........
He did not stop
Those rain drops washed away the finest imprints he had of him on my body and soul... removing him from any suspicion thereafter...Though the world knew he and only he had the power to take away my life which he eventually did. Standing victorious he was celebrating my death, more over my own helplessness to save myself was fueling his ego.
Why? Why couldn't I fight back? Did I lose that desire to live? What happened to those dreams I saw? Was he bigger than life?My own life?
But at that point of time ,my mind was in a simple dilemma that "This very person whom I loved beyond control, could he kill me????"This dilemma would end only and only with my death because no proof was ever big enough to shake the firm belief I had in him and his love.
NO!!!!
 I was not blind, I was devoted , I had submitted every part of my life, I had shackled my own self in his bondage.I despised freedom that meant separation from him..I wanted to stay , my soul was already enslaved..this body was just following
My mind went blur...his  viscious smile was faintly visible from my drooping lashes.My final prayer ,audible to me and only me was playing like an old hymn on my lips again and again
"God give him what he desires..Make my death less painful for him"
I took my final breath.mustered all my strength to open these closing eyes for one last time..That one last glimpse of him that could have brought me back to life..........
But I was all alone. He left.
Even then my heart screamed *he is bringing help* *he wont let you die*
This is what optimism and love can do to you 
I closed my eyes for that one last time wondering if in my next life I'll be able to add his name to mine...All i saw and heard before the stark darkness were faint footsteps of him leaving me dying and visions of his smile...