I hate feeling like you're losing someone you tried so hard to get. Someone who you couldn't feel the same without. It's like losing a part of yourself...
If you lose your foot, you'd probably live from the experience.
But if you lose the only person who ever made you so happy that you believed you could fly, you can pretty much consider yourself dead.
So... What happened?
What happened to the smile you used to greet me with? The one that never left your face while I was around? The one that was so genuine, and true?
"You two made each other so happy... I don't want to see you two fall apart..."
Well, me either. I miss the smiles, the hugs, the kisses, that made my heart race. I miss the feeling of knowing I was loved by the one person I love. But apparently love fades...
[to be continued...]
