Unfortunately, he wasn't fully mine, he had his partner and I had mine. Yet, this didn't stop us from building us.
We became close, I let myself to him like an open book and he was all ears. We were spending much more time together than with our partners, the red ones. I didn't realize how fast my heart was finding its place in his.
His presence was my nutrition, he was feeding my soul with peacefulness. We found each other, heart to heart, body to body and soul to soul.
I vowed to myself, "his heart I protect, his soul I care", the words I stuck to, even if we weren't dating at that time, that closeness we had, meant the world to me.
No one could ever understand the way we were and what we were, it was totally different, he felt uncommon. We felt like husband and wife while not dating each other.
We talked about "Ride or Die", he became my ride and became his. We were so compatible that we usually talked about how it would look like if we'd really dated each other and we did say that's going to be so awesome.
Filling the wounded holes inside, he literally saved me from denial, from hell.
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Weird Inspirations
Cerita PendekThe content contains short paragraphs which I wrote over years on the different feelings and experience of life I had and inspirations out of nowhere.
