To love him selflessly without any desire to be loved back. To adore every little neuron of him. He was definitely what poets talked about, definitely the one to make me one. Owning him along with all his lapse and all his mistakes, That he shall be mine no matter what. And I’ll look after everything. Never does it seems that he has any scarcity. He doesn’t lack anything in my eyes, as he thinks he does. He was perfect for my world. Loving him and owning him with all the convictions, flawlessly. I liked him so much, i lost my whole life to him when i fell for him. I decided that i want him to be here forever just like this. Everly and eternally, his pretty little face wrapped around my arms. But then when he left me. I possibly did everything in my power. I got mad, I cried, i sang, i wrote, i begged, i prayed, i persuaded. Just to keep him a little longer, to keep his presence , until his memories became my only friend. That is when i crossed all my limits of love, all the lunatic, neurotic love and insanity ended along with the tenderness in my heart. That is when i only wanted to see him happy, safe and surrounded with love. Even if his silly little idea of being happy was in roaming around with his beloved friends in the middle of nowhere at 4 in the morning or it was talking to every other girl to exist in this world except me. To watch him grow, from a distance. To watch him become this big huge man that i wanted to make for our babies. Carrying no thought of vengeance orr him regretting, i cried alot but the thought of not liking him anymore never really ended. It stayed without any grudges. I dont want him to regret. I just always liked his little smile. The only thing that stayed with me is this everlasting hope, hope that our eyes meet, when him and i look at the same cloud. The ninth one, the prettiest one. Hope that never ends. farewell!
