I remembered that night. We sat on our usual bench. It was cold. It was wet. And her tears fell like the rain.
I have made her cry.
We thought we were perfect. We thought we could make it through. At least, I was convinced as she gave me strength to pull through those difficult times.But alas, we are not meant to be. It was our final farewell and little did I know I will never see her again. Never.
But each night, when the world decides to go against me, I close my eyes and there she is. Her laughter, her warmth, her energy, her smell. I am glad I met her. Even if it was for a while.
I have made her cry.
We thought we were perfect. We thought we could make it through. At least, I was convinced as she gave me strength to pull through those difficult times.But alas, we are not meant to be. It was our final farewell and little did I know I will never see her again. Never.
But each night, when the world decides to go against me, I close my eyes and there she is. Her laughter, her warmth, her energy, her smell. I am glad I met her. Even if it was for a while.