The scars are slowly fading.
Maybe that is just what we
have become. You do not seem to know me any more, and I will not
assume you have not changed so I would still recognise you. So much
for the most beautiful friendship anyone could imagine, so much for
the soulmates that barely knew themselves but knew one another inside
out. I have been missing you, more than words could tell and even
more than what my tears and scars have stated. I have been loving
you, from the first time we met, from the first time I ever talked to
you. I have been yearning for your love which I once had but which
you took away from me to give it to another random person out there.
I may not have been deserving of it, and probably that's just what I
will never be. Nonetheless, I will not be able to forget about the
time we shared and the perfect moments that filled my heart with
rapture and my soul with bliss. I may not be able to forget the keen
look in your eyes that gave me butterflies whenever it happened to
fondly contemplain me. Your memory will last forever, my memories
keep me from starving, your tears keep me from feeling numb. I love
you to death, that is why I let you go. Take care, my friend, you
will be remembered endearingly.
