Miracles

I don't believe in them because I don't allow myself to. It would be a recipe for pain.

He said so himself. It can't be. And it won't be. Because he's sure it won't work. That he's the wrong guy. And I strongly disagree. But what would be the point in pushing for it, if he has already made up his mind?

He says he broke my heart but I hurt him too. He hides the pain and what he feels but he cares and it's real. As a friend or more, it won't matter anymore. What's important is we got each other's backs.

I stay. And will stay. He is my happiness. And no one, not even him, will tell me otherwise. I follow my heart. I will let fate decide and no one else, how this will end.

I push down thoughts of wishing for more, as this causes my pain and heartbreak. I accept whatever is there. Simply because I'm happy. You only get hurt when you expect more.

I wish for him to be happy, to stop hurting. If I could shield him from the pain, I would. But it is not my place to do so. I wish I had this better understanding of him months ago. Maybe things would be different now. But things happen for a reason. And I accept that.

I always feel time's running out and thus make the most of every day, every moment I'm with him. Storing memories of him, of us.

'Nuff said.