I wish I knew why he left.
He said he's happy. I saw it in his eyes. His smile when I smile is something. The way he looked at me makes me feel that I'm the most precious thing in the world. Maybe that's enough to made me think that he is happy. Or was happy.
He said, he loves me. And will still love me even if I gain hundreds of pounds or until our hair turns gray. He'll make me smile whenever I am sad. He said he'll carry me if I already feel the pain on my joints as I walk. He said we'll grow old together. That's how much he loves me. I think. And I believed.
He told me he'd do anything for me. He'll take the train and wait for three hours just to see me for an hour. He'll go with me to the mall and carry all the shopping bags. He said he does not mind looking like my personal assistant because just being with me is his dream. And he did. Even if I did not ask him to do all those things, still, he is more than willing to volunteer. Maybe he got tired doing anything for me. Maybe that is why he left me. But when I asked him to come back, he didn't.
Then it made me think, was it ever real? Or just a story that was meant to be played?
Was there something wrong with me? I bet. He wouldn't left me if there's nothing wrong with me.
I tried to stop him but there's nothing else I can do. I am left with nothing. Where have they been? All that he left me was empty heart and lost reasons. Then I saw him walking towards me.
He said, he loves me, but he is not happy.
So... it's Valentine's Day. How was it? I hope you like the story written above. To be honest, I don't feel like writing so I'm pretty sure that what I wrote sounds lame (but still hoping it's not). I still can't catch up in updating my blog :( Anyways, Happy Valentine's Day! ♥
Dress and Shoes are from River Island