When I first met you I didn't like you. I thought you were silly, inmature and boring. However, I gave you an opportunity, I guess I was feeling lonely, needed someone to talk to and the only one who were there for me was you.
We managed to create a good friendship, you told me about your life, your problems, wishes, your dreams and your nightmares. I let you do the talking the first days as I'm very reserved, it's not easy for me to open up to people. I remember the first time you said something that really moved me. You were with some kind of family issue and I gave you my point of view, my advice. You said I made you feel better. I know it can sound stupid, I'm realizing now that it could, but it meant so much to me. I've always been surrounded by dark, painful words; no one cares about anybody. But you, you little adorable boy. You were a light I couldn't stop staring at, couldn't stop following. And with a very impressive pace you guide me to lovely places which I never knew until you reached my hand and pull me through from this messed up house to your universe, our tiny and beautiful universe.
It didn't last much, though. It was a matter of time for you to realize I'm not the girl you deserve. I knew it from the begining, but I tried very hard to be the person you wanted me to be. You see, being in the dark side for too long may change you permanently. And that was my case, I'm screwed. Light and darkness don't get along.
Have you noticed how annoying is waking up in the morning alone? how obnoxious is to go outside and see people holding hands? how frustrating are those stupid love songs on the radio? I have. Everyday. Everytime. Everynight. One in particular, with which i have identified very much... Goes something like this:
You grew on me like a tumour
And you spread through me like malignant melanoma
And now you're in my heart
Should have cut you out back at the start.
I left it too late to risk an operation
I know there's no hope of a clean amputation
The succesful removal of you
Would probably kill me too
Somehow, everything's much more obscure than before... more painful... but I have the cure. I've been feeling torn since you left, I'm not living anymore... So I'll leave this world, maybe I'll reach our universe once again. Wish me luck.