7:28:00 PM |
The way his tears make me want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt him anymore.
Yet regardless if i love him, hate him, or wished i never got to know him,it no longer matters.
Because once in my life, whatever he was to the world becomes everything to me.
When i looked him in the eyes, travelling to the depths of his soul and say a million things without trace of a sound, i know that my own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of his very heart.
I loved you for a reason.and i know it wasn't a regret to have loved you.
It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling;Only felt.
I guess all left are memories that i would have held on tight.
i shouldnt have let you go;