So this isn't a story. This is a poem, of two people, falling for each other then breaking down and then gain falling for each other and then breaking again! At last.... It's hate, winner of this poem! Poems for me, weren't so favourite to me till I met this guy.
Guy? He's not a guy, but a piece of art, art you can't get tired of looking at. He broke me? Nay! He never did! It was me, who tried to get rid of him and I guess this time he has gone a far away from me.
Nobody knows the way I know him, he's got a bad reputation but the reason behind it was me all the time. It was me, who didn't care for him, just cared for the world but it wasn't late enough for me to know that world isn't enough to make you happy but the person is!
There are a lot of small pieces that made this world but have you ever heard of a guy being world to someone. I've! I've known that guy! We're stranger with just some memories. But then there's this thing called, "regret" that I've felt and other feel it too but all the time it get late for us! We know the worth of that person when they go away!
I think this love of him is no longer gonna keep me a poet but might make me a singer instead, because I'll sing him! And that's song's gonna beat everything! I'm sure about that!
I love him and will always it's just this thing, that I'm still waiting for him, for hope, for love! I don't know what you're going through, but we could hold on... Just hold on once! Maybe I could get a chance, maybe 'we' could get a chance or would you not even let this happen to us! Because you hate me enough to let 'us' go?... I just can't give up on you, because it is in my blood! You're now in my blood. I made you my half body, can't you give my half body to be a full one! Please just don't push me away! I need you. Or I'll end up screwed up. Just another chance. I've don't this mistake, I know about it and I'll know it forever. We're humans... We make mistake.
This guy was all the time standing behind me when no one was, when a guy abused me, when my friends left me dumb, young and ugly, when no one trusted me... He did, when nobody read my eyes, he did! I'm not talking about any body else! I keep craving for him! I can't wait anymore to see him.... At least in my dreams! My imagination power is one of the things praised all the time, but they don't know... It's the imagination in which, he came, love me, saved me, left me!
My mind, my heart, my hands are craving for you! In my dreams, I'm thankful... That you're with me! I can at least touch you once there, see you once there, have you in my hands once there! I've left and tried to move on, but being a human I miss you, I feel like crying when sitting alone because I remember those moments when we met, we smiled, we laughed, we cried, we talked, we hugged, we sat...and then... I cry harded when I remember that you left after all this! I don't even know where you're but believe me, if you don't come to me...I'll find you at a time! Please just have pity on me, take it easy on my heart!