Your smile is so precious to me, it gives me strength when I stand there at the border; thinking you’ll come running smiling with teary eyes, and hug me tight.” I recalled it again, and again. His voice echoing in my head. I saw his face, his coffin, he didn’t break my promise, he was back forever with peace. The only difference was I will not be able to see him anymore, he’ll stay safe in my heart, with the memories. I opened his bagpack, I saw all the letters I wrote to him, just telling him, “I miss you, come soon safe.” My mother often says, ‘love stories, who get no destination are the ones, who never end. They live, they live as long as you live.’
I still remember how we met for the first time, how he approached me, the only thing he said was when I first saw you, that very moment you took my heart away. You’re the one I’ll come back thousands times, fighting every evil, because I want to live with you.
I didn’t cry this time, I just had no sense, all his words, his voice was raising in my head. I was always the one, who used to act like kid, everything for me was filled with colours, laughter was the best therapy I could cease in the moment.
I always wanted to have a love story. I took his hand and with all my might I wanted him to wake again, ask him, when will you be back again? His body so numb, in his purse I saw my picture. Written at the back side, this girl belongs to me for my every life I live, even if I die today.
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