Thursday, November 26, 2015

Wait for me to come home...


I still remember how you kissed me.


He no longer dreams about a future where you will once more hold him in your arms, yet as time passes by, he starts remembering all the reason he loved you, and those that tore you apart seamlessly fade away. What he is left with is a story that is perhaps only written once in our lives. A love that transcended reason, and surely because of that was doomed from the start. He remembers you so fondly and while you have become a stranger, a part of his soul will always be attached to yours. In truth, you were his first everything, and for that reason alone you will forever hold a part of his heart, even though you were responsible for crushing it in the first place. While time should heal all wounds, he hopes that you shall remain a scar for eternity - reminding him that love is possible even in the most impossible circumstances. He will keep the memories inside the pocket of his ripped jeans, and slowly move forward, never quite the same again.