the days we once had.
the days when you were everything to me.
my mind used to tell me that we'd be together forever.
but now i realise that was all a big dream.
which makes my heart shatter into a million pieces.
i wish so very much that one day we can have it all back.
but for now,
i sit here silently remembering all the memories we once shared.
your existence is what makes mine.
now. if love is painful and tortures us so..
why do we love?
why is it all we search for in life?
this pain, this agony?
why is it all we long for?
this torture,this powerful death of self?
maybe because its love