//Just for fun//

Stranger. Friend. Best Friend. Lover. Stranger

Stranger. Friend. Best Friend. Lover. Stranger

I remember when we first met, our first date, our first kiss, our first night together. I remember everything. I remember you. It feels like ages, when you are not around. You cannot imagine how much I miss you.

It was in November, it was a beautiful day, but not as beautiful as you. I saw you sitting in your favorite café. You drank a hot chocolate, your favorite drink. I did not know what to do, such a beautiful person sitting there all alone. I needed to talk to you; I needed to know what kind of person you are. Believe me, I have never met a person who fascinated me right from the start like you did. I remember how I asked you why you were alone, with a friend it would have been funnier. You just said something like ''I am the only company I need. '' At this moment I should have known. What you had in mind, that you would destroy me. I still asked for your number, even though you seemed so introverted. You gave it to me, you do not know how happy I was, and I felt like I was invincible. I waited a day before I called you the first time, I did not want to seem desperately. You sounded happy. We talked for hours and hours. You asked me, if we could spend the weekend together. You did not know how happy you made me, I was radiant. I had the best weekend of my life, we were climbing, we were cooking together, we went swimming. It felt like we were becoming friends. We had similar personalities. Then it was Sunday evening, it was time to go home. You hugged me and said goodbye, I resisted the wish of kissing you. The weeks were flying by, you started to trust me more and more. At some point I knew your darkest secret. I knew what happened to you in your past, what kind of people your family was. They were just as nice as you. We got closer, you called me your best friend. It hurt, but my affection to you was stronger. Then, in May, you came to me. It was 4am, it was raining and you confessed your feelings to me. I kissed you, even though I was surprised. We spend our first night together, close to each other. I loved you like no one before me did. I will never forget this night, you were mine, all along. I never thought this will ever happen, but we started dating, officially. Nobody could stop me from loving you, except for you. We dated for almost four years. Then you got to know this girl, I do not remember her name. You started changing. Day for day you became more and more nervous. You stopped talking to me. You always said everything is fine, I do not need to worry. I thought you fell in love with this girl, even though you were sleeping every night right beside me. But you did not fall in love with her, you fell in love in what she was giving you. It was not love, not any affection. I wish I would have noticed earlier. I would give my life to save you. You did not fell in love with this girl, you got addicted. Addicted to heroin. I do not know how, but I hated me for not noticing. You could not life without it anymore. You stopped eating properly. You stopped living properly. You stopped loving me. I wanted you to realize, what this drug is doing to you. You did not care. I wanted to help you, but you cannot save someone, who does not want to be saved. You broke up with me, because of it.

Yes, I miss you and yes, I still love you like crazy, but this does not mean that I want you anymore.

Over the time I got used to it, you chose it over me. You are clean now, after all this years you want to try it again. I know that you are my soulmate, but I am married now with a woman, which loves me regardless. You are the reason, why we just somebody that we used to know.