"not believing in miracles?
we all have some struggles.
but isn't life itself
the greatest miracle
in the whole universe?"
♡︎
"tell me, my guardian angel, would a girl like her love a girl like me?" i asked in the dark room, staring at the ceiling. "why did you do this to me? now i can't see her as nothing more than a friend. she doesn't like girls, am i right? so she can't like me the way i like her. what am i supposed to do? i'm unhappy, facing the reality she'll one day hold a boy's hand, kiss his lips and fall asleep next to him. tell me what to do, my angel. i can't lose her, i'd rather lose myself than her."
she was laying next to me and little did i know i hoped she heard everything i was saying. after all she was my guardian angel. it was only me who couldn't sleep. will this all be over one day?
she reached for my hand in her sleep. and when her eyes opened, i was so anxious about how she will react. it felt like an hour until she asked me with her ruspy sleepy voice: "with whom did you talk?"
i almost started crying when i heard those words. "my guardian angel... i can't sleep and i wanted to talk to someone. i'm so sorry i woke you up, please, go back to where your dreams were interrupted. i will be talking with him in my head."
"what was the conversation about?" she closed her eyes and refused to let go of my hand
"it was about..." i gulped. "i told him that you are the happiest thing that have ever happened to me and that... i- i love you."
