He is my Stalker

READ.COMMENT.VOTE Secretly, he loved. Unrecognized, he cared. Hidden, he fought. Unseen, he cried. Behind shadows, he followed. YES. I succeeded. I found. I laughed. I cried. I get tired. I doubted. I feared. I lost. I lived. I loved… Some call him “my soul mate”, “my destiny”, “my one great love”… …but I call him MY...