The Philophobic Heartbreaker

Sehnsucht
ˈzeɪnzuːxt,German ˈzeːnzʊxt/
noun literary
A nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; “the love that remains”

"It's not how we started or ended that define our personalities, it's our story that defines us, our hearts, souls and everything. And in this story, you are my everything." he gazed into my eyes and spoke, his steady voice with a pinch of soft affection that seemed to ooze from the words.

Everything was perfect.

Then, before I was quick enough to realized, I fell.

It's dark.Enclosed.Daunting.Bent.Small.
But everything overpowers the bunch of words with this one word... Warm.
Warm is what keeps us safe, from pain, hurt and terror. Unites us, internally, externally and all over. My thoughts are clouds bursting into tiny and big bubbles, only to be drifting off bit by bit, second by second, till one day it's gone.

But that won't hurt me. I've loved him, loved him till I couldn't love anymore. So even when those bubbles are gone, I can still remember him, his face, his smile because I don't need thoughts, memories or flashbacks to remember....I just need him.