Epilogue

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Would you say that I was obsessed? Or that I was truly in love? Or infatuated? Because till the very moment that I write this, I'm only aware of one human that sets himself so much apart in my life, yet birthed nothing. And till this very moment, I'm yet to figure out what love really is and if these marks he left will ever erase.

Till this very moment, all I'm certain of is how much these pages and moments meant to me. And all these chapters put together is a signatory of one being, in me. I thought it was worth keeping.

I hope it was worth reading.

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