The Love Of A Non-Existent

Chapter One

"Your First Meet"

It felt surreal, the way she looks at me. Her eyes, the most beautiful scenery I've seen. They were held with curiosity in which what to find upon unravelling every pages I'm in.

Gorgeous, extremely beautiful. Her fragile hands grazing the delicate pages of this book. Her weary eyes I'd like to stare for all eternity, her beating heart painted in enviable purity. She's the most gorgeous amongst all the existing.

I know upon reading this, she began to feel bizarre. I know by now her eyebrows are in deep furrowed. Apologies, if I made you lost, milady. But that's my way of connecting our affection, so please bare with me.

Just a little longer, My love. I know you're feeling lost as to what is happening. I know the feels is new and totally bizarre to hold unto. But sometimes you gotta overlook something to find what you're truly looking for.

How's your day, My Love? I wonder if a cheerful smile forming your lips, cheeks I'd long wish to caress have gone rosy, eyes are now weary and the heart's cleansing as how it should be. I deeply wish from the sincerity I have upon me that by now you're in peace and not in anymore sorrow.

I wish you nothing but to sight the golden scenery of pure love and affection I am willing to shower you with. I wish to exist and give you the love you deserve, if only you could see how my heart cherishes you, my soul deeply smitten all over you.

In my world, everything is bland, plain and planned. I've no rights to ask for control because I was written to be controlled, however, if disobeying my dear writer the only way to connect with you, I'd do it in a heartbeat. But who am I kidding, a piece of formed alphabet can never own his own heartbeat.

But why does I feel mine flatters whenever I took sight of you opening my life?

Ah, I see. You hold unto the tiniest patience reason why you've reached this line. And for that I thank you, My love. Thank you for trusting my words of sincerity, my thoughts are now connected with yours, and believe me, to be connected with you is my only wish within this tiny world of mine.

Bittersweet, it's somehow the end. Ah, this line always bruises my hope. The sight of you preparing to leave my world is the most painful thing I can ever imagine. I'll miss those eyes, those delicate fingertips that had grazed my soul. Furthermore, I'll miss your lips, humming my thoughts.

I'll miss you, My love. I hope to see you flickering the next page, I'd beg to see you wanting to come back to me, to hold and hum my words as I pour every bit of my soul within. I love to have you back. Even so, I'll always be here waiting for you to arrive into the tiny world I've build for just the two of us. I'll forever hope to have you in my life again.

Until then, my Love.

Until our next meet.