It's like you never took things seriously, you made me want to pull all my hair out. Never listening always joking, but I couldn't stay mad at you for long. We were like day and night, like Venus and Mars. We were perfectly imperfect, and now it's all gone. You broke what was left of my heart and I still can't stay mad at you. Even if I could turn back the hands of time I wouldn't do anything different. Because the end of our journey may have come but the ride here was worth it. So I'm writing this letter to no one, hoping maybe one day you'd see it and know what you meant to me.
Wednesday, 12 April 2017
Letters to no one (#2)