Those were the words I've ever wanted to say to her. Looking into her eyes, feel her touch in my hand holding hers, immersing my whole heart to her. But they never resounded to me in reality. All I could hear was the sound of someone from the tv. A movie. We used to love.

You were like a sculpture I used to be affectionate towards. I kept wondering how you were crafted so finely. Meanwhile, I tried to mirror it, creating a replica out of wax. But the result took on its own form. My own thoughts were like a fire that 'melted' the replica, making it worse. This made me hate you because my thoughts were never strong enough to reach or match you.
I.
Don't.
Deserve.
You.

I wish I could go back at time when i didn't hate you but had a good impression and spent quality time with you. But now, it's being hard to talk you are infront of me. Many changes happened in such a short time. Didn't know the possibility of the word "love" effects me this much. I never needed a relationship between us. Just a pure connection is enough. In the process making you distant from me because of love, I grew hateness for you. Never wanted this situation at any cost. But still my thoughts went wild and I stopped being your affectionate person.

I've got to a point where my realization becoming decay of 'you'll change' fruit. Dreaming, you changed for me, always became a nightmare haunting in the daylight too. But still, I've loved you and still love you. And I hate this, even though the truth is still hitting me like a beautiful meteorite. I've given you my everything and I still wish you didn't meet me. Been years. My thoughts of you became like semi-dried leaves. Breaking my heart into pieces as well as holding onto our past.

I had this notion you might be right there when I turn around. And there you are already looking at me. My insides cried out. Screaming a loud. Gasped instantly. My breathe got choked. I turned back in return. Biting my lips, I suppressed my smile.

Despite the dark future coming up, I forsee my future that is, a way peaceful behind the blinds. Not expecting but hoping right there. Swindling my own thoughts, I crave the longest path to the eternity that includes you.