Karl Jacobs - 𝐴 𝑏𝑜𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚

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𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚕

Day in and day out we spent together doing stuff I never would've imagined doing ever, especially not accompanied by someone else like Mya. We went on walks in the middle of the night, wandered around until we didn't know were we were, had bonfire nights grilling marshmallows and telling each other stories. These were all things I never in a million years would've done without her. All because of this cursed love I had built up for her.

We came up with more than what was described as silly nicknames for each other. This ended up in her calling me nothing else than "Karly" and me almost forgetting Mya's real name as I always started calling her "Mamya", from the very brilliant idea of blending the two words "my" and "Mya" together.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks soon passed over to months. The days went by too fast for me to remember anything we did in detail. Honestly, it all sorta became a blur to me the more the time went by. Despite how badly I wanted to remember everything we experienced everything just faded into the faint memories in the back of my mind.

It killed me, knowing that every moment I had ever experienced would eventually go along with the same pattern as the others, knowing that they would eventually fade into nothingness, only faint Polaroids of the moments being recallable in my mind.

I almost felt dizzy. The world was blurry, or rather, it was my eyes. So tired and exhausted even though I had just experienced the best couple of months in my life.

Every single minute of every single day I had done nothing but uncontrollably fallen for her more and more. Everything about her was so amazingly beautiful to me, every single inch of her.

The way her hair fell so perfectly on her shoulders without her even have to give a care in the world. The way her dimples showed when she smiled. The way she would blush at the sky compliments I gave her here and there. The way she was simply just perfect.

She didn't wear a single flaw. Completely flawless. Not even her personality had a single bad thing about it. The way she cared for me and spoke to me, the way we shared the same humor and same music taste, I really couldn't have wished for anything else.

It was impossible we weren't soulmates.