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There are a million things that I have said to you and a million things that I never got to.
It's hard to believe that we've finally reached the point where you've had enough. The point where you realized that I wasn't enough to keep you happy. The point where you left me here questioning everything that led up to this moment, to you shutting the door without looking back.
"Do not write about me." she said, but how could I not? For her entire being was one that was filled with words that were desperate to be put on paper. For she was a collection of phrases and unfinished sentences that made you desperate to hear more. She was an anomaly in the dull and boring life that I led, she was an unexpected phenomenon. She is my world, well she was until she decided that the life I wanted for the both of us wasn't the same thing she wanted.
I remember how desperate I was to understand what were the things that made her who she was. What made her soul rival that of a poet, a true romantic. The joy I felt in calling her mine, in finally having her all to myself until it all ended with but the sound of the door closing.
There are a million things I have said to you and a million things that I never got to.
You are someone I wanted to spend my everyday with, someone who I knew I would never want to lose. You are the meaning of life itself whenever you smile. You are what inspires a stranger to work up the courage to approach an enigmatic beauty. You are the reason why my sentences can never be stringed up properly because I always find myself stumbling over my words when I am near you.
But...
You are also the person who causes me to stare at the night sky and to actually wish for you back. You are also the meaning of true heartache and pain. You are what inspires a heartbroken poet to try to channel that suffering into something beautiful but ends up with such a mess of a masterpiece. You are the reason why I continue to cling on to the memories we once had and look past the mistakes you have made.
How blind could a person in love be? How ignorant could they be of the truth?
There are a million things I have said to you and a million things that I never got to.
And I am glad that I never did say the rest of those things because it would have continued to blind me from the fact that you and I were never meant to be.
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Updated on August 01, 2017
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