Love cannot be confined. Love cannot be bred.

I loved a boy. Even though I knew we had no future.
We met very rarely but when we did, our love for each other raged like forest fire.
I loved him for his good heart and I loved him for the way he had his life under control.

There was a part of me that knew he wasn't completely himself to me.
Because what was I but another person he knew?

That didn't stop me from loving him. I loved him with all my heart hundreds of kilometers away from him.

Because this love was mine. I had the perfect love and I didn't want him to love me back.

With this boy, I love being in love, alone.