Can you see how happy she is?
The way her eyes sparkle when she smiles and laughs?
Damn.. Can you hear that laugh? The laugh that made me fall in love with her so hard.
How about her smile? Did you notice how she smiles? A smile that can make your heart flutter, a smile that can make your whole world and time stop in an instant.
Can you hear the excitement in her voice when she talks about something that makes her so happy? Her voice would always be music to my ears. I would never get tired of listening to that beautiful voice of hers.
Damn those lips of hers... I would never get tired of kissing those lips. Those kisses of hers that makes my heart flutter every time we kiss.
Those hands of hers that I would never get tired of holding and kissing. Those very hands that make me feel safe, those very hands that assures me everything would be alright.
Her bear hugs that I would never get tired of, especially when I'm having a bad day. When I'm sad and when I'm sick.
Her unconditional love that she gives to me. The fact that she fights for what we have, the very fact that she loves me despite all my flaws, mistakes and everything about me.
The way that she cares for me, whenever I'm sick she's willing to stay up all night just to check on me. Those hugs and kisses that she gives me. The food that she cooks, she spoils me a lot.
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But I guess everything has its end.
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8 MONTHS and I still dream about her. EVERYTHING. 18 MONTHS of Love. I loved her deeply, and until now, I'm not gonna lie. I still love her. All those things are not for me anymore. Not anymore.
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I can see how happy she is with her new girlfriend.
I can see the way how her eyes sparkle when she looks at her, when she sees her face.
I can still hear her laugh but I'm not the reason for it, not anymore.
I can see how she smiles, the very smile that she gives me whenever she sees me.
I can still hear the excitement in her voice, but it's not for me to hear it, not anymore.
I miss those lips of hers. But it's not for me to kiss it, not anymore.
Those hands of hers that used to hold mine, I miss it too. But it's not mine for me to hold, not anymore.
Her bear hugs, I miss it so much. But it's not for me, not anymore.
Her unconditional love. She still has it, but it's not for me, and that's the most painful thought. Not anymore.
Her undying care. I miss it. Whenever I'm sick, my situation reminds me of her. And it makes me miss her even more. But now, it's not for me. NOT ANYMORE.
You left me, broken, in pain, shattered into millions of pieces. But still, here I am. Still loving you. Still longing for you. I guess, I'm that stupid. After all you've put me through. </3