histórias de Someoneyoucanthave

We will meet again. Someday, Somewhere. Meanwhile, you may get lonely so keep me in mind. I hope that one day you will love me as much as I do you.

When you touched me, I felt infinite. Like I was somewhere else other than earth, Like I was in space.

What does it mean to be h u m a n ? · · · To live? Breath? To be able to feel, perhaps? Physically, yes. Everyone with a beating heart can do so. · · · Or possibly to be human is to l o v e . · · · To love a person and cherish every second with them. And to really f e e l. To feel a pair of lips against your own and exchange sweet and spicy heat between thin, airy layers of cloth. Or maybe to gaze into their eyes, the windows to a person's greatest fears, and possibly imagine what on earth they could be thinking. And your only hope would be to stand in their shoes and try to understand why. · · · w h y. · · · w h y y o u o f a l l p e o p l e a r e b e i n g n e g l e c t e d l i k e t h i s. · · · For me, that is lost. Most likely forever. But I won't let go of the memories we once had. I do hope though, that she won't either. · · · t h a t s h e w o n ' t f o r g e t a b o u t m e. · · · " I l o v e y o u, ------ " I said breathlessly through sobs. Only wishing she would answer back.