May

Hey so, this is kinda off the record but let's just bring it out here.

I was in love, Woah I know, I know, how can I of all people be in love? The million dollar question but it was true for the short time it lasted.

I don't blame you for leaving, you had your reasons but seriously did it mean anything to you? Because, if you remember what I wrote in my poem before "Moving forward for you, is like the morning dew, but I live with all, like every day ends with nightfall" actually came true. Shocking if I come to think of it, cause I never believed I was ever capable of that intense feeling for someone other than my family.

Believe me, when I started to feel the connection, I practically ignored its existence, but gradually I started to realise it was there to last and when you felt the same way, it was like the perfect fit in my imperfect life. I really thought that oh god, something I wanted was actually, truly happening but who knew what I was in for?

I honestly think or I'm more conditioned to think that there might be something wrong with me because I tend to lose the people I get too close to very often and these days a little too many of them are gone including you.

I was ready to fight for us the moment I called you mine because I promised you always and forever the moment I confessed my feelings to you, you did too, but at the first sign of danger you backed out immediately, leaving me stranded, as if it never happened, as if the things we promised each other had vaporised to oblivion.

I cried and I cried again, questioning every move, every moment spent with you, every touch, every gaze, making me spiral even more.

I saw the sparkle every time our eyes met, that truthfulness, that feeling of safety that yes, I'm safe in your presence, only the power above knew how much I craved for that feeling and when I finally had it, it was taken away from me.

I know I'm not the kind of person you initially wanted to be with, I didn't either, but it just was meant to be.

I highly doubt I will ever be able to feel for anyone as strongly as I felt for you, cause the stab through my heart was so intense, that the scar will take an eternity to heal.

Perhaps in another life, it may be meant to be!

(written on the lines of a true story; dedicated to a dear friend)