Is,Isn't

Prologue.

Dear Raven:

Love.

It's a scarce but beautiful thing. Once at a time, I used to believe in the fairy tale love.The happy ending to my story. When just like that a cloud of darkness took away my sunny skies of hopefulness. I was never the same until I met you. I had fallen in the hopes that someone would pick me up.

He didn't.

But you did .

My world was dark for a long time. It partially still is. You picked me up, torn clothes, shattered heart and tears stained face. My appearance horrifying. Yet you believed I was beautiful. I was broken and humiliated for the millionth time but you didn't care .

We were two people from different places, different worlds. You still didn't care. And after a while, I didn't care either. You never wanted me to fall for you in fear that I might get hurt. But I took the risk.

You were and are my risk carnal.

The person I fell for without knowing what intense love I would feel towards you. I was scared to take the jump but you held my hand when I did. You took the jump with me. Regardless of belief that love shows weakness. You mixed up my emotions,clouded my brain. Like a high that kept me from making clear decisions .You are my personal brand of heroine.
And at the time I didn't care how bad this addiction could get because it was worth it.

You were worth it.

Your heartbeat, my favorite song.

You, my complex mystery.

Leaving me clawing at my heart with every move you make. I didn't know it then but I know it now. I had unconsciously surrendered all that I was, all that I've been for everything that you are and will become. Your fragile heart giving me determination to never break it. To shield you from the world. My own little oblivion giving me a taste of pure ecstasy, pure innocence that made me lose every sane part of my mind and soul. Floating, weightless under your blinding spell. Sheer amazement hidden behind those grey blue eyes. Enticing my every being towards you.The pull took me aback but my body already moved forward.

Now I'm sitting here, in a house of my own. It's been 10 years Raven and I hope you're doing great. You were right, New York is beautiful.I love it all.

I met a guy.He loves me but I can't seem to reciprocate those feelings.I can't stop comparing him to you. It's wrong, I know but can you blame me? ...

I loved you Raven.

I have loved you

I love you still.

I will love you.

You.

Just You.

My Raven.