“Never been I felt loved as how I always feel when you are around.” His voice sounds very collected, now sounds like shards of a broken promise. Then why did you leave? If only I knew it was your parting words.

We parted ways, as how on how every date we did. He walked me to the last intersection, I turned around because I knew I would miss his smiling eyes. He stood still until I took the last turn before reaching home, and that was the last time.

God took him too fast, before I could even learn to love him wholly, leaving me drowning in longing for too much now. 

Roses were blooming on your resting place, dear.

While my heart shatters into irreparable pieces

“Don’t walk away, I am falling down.”

If only I could beg for god to let me, only one day more to hold you, for the last time. 

If only I could love you enough, then.

If only…