♧
Well-known
things are coming ahead
of me, of us.
Shops, streets,
windows, houses, rooms;
places where it all began.
Where our romance began.
And where it will end.
Our end is right in front of us,
and never have I felt this lonely.
He is here, next to me,
but is does not feel like it.
It already feels like he is
somewhere else,
somewhere far away from me.
My hands are shaking,
my lips dry and my stained
cheeks slowly drying,
this is their only chance,
because I will be crying forever.
I stare at him as long as possible,
saving every detail of
his flawed face.
His perfections and imperfections.
Never have I seen such
addictive lips, long lashes,
beautiful eyes and dimples.
Never have I met such an
incredible mind that speaks
such enchanting words.
I have witnessed it all,
seen and heard it all.
All for the first and last time,
because I know I will never
meet someone as special as him.
No one can compare to Harry.
Such rare things came
up my path and I am glad
he was the one who crossed them.
I am delighted to say I fell
in love with someone so beautiful
and I will never forget this feeling.
He will be in my mind
and heart all the time,
and not once will he be free.
This pained person,
with a mind so deep and
memerizing, is the person I
have grown to adore.
My lover.
The one I will leave behind.
Leaving in the dark and
no light will ever come his way again,
because I was that light.
Now it is almost shut off.
His rough hands
will never be on my skin.
Never again to touch my soul.
To cherish me and make me crave.
Our time is near its end
and I already feel myself
shutting off from the rest of the world.
Because he was and is my world
and that is all that will ever be
important to me,
him.
My Harry.
Leaving him behind
is surely the hardest
thing I have to do and I must go and live my life the way I do not want to spend it.
I must leave him and
save my sanity,
although I know I already lost it.
We are one,
both insane, nor sane.
Opposites but in a way the same.
We are meant to be with one another.
And now we are pulled apart.
Like two loved ones
they tear us apart
and their is now way back
to the other.
My soulmate.
I do not know how to
say goodbye,
nor do I want it.
I look over at him and
I let out a breath.
His face is focused on the road
and I grab my chance
by asking what I have wanted to ask.
