You know that feeling when someone just walks into your life and makes you feel alive? When you hear about his tragedies and scars they left in his life, but still, you relate to him even more?
There was a man, who touched my soul, but he never knew about it. He made me cry, and made me laugh, and finally, made me cry again.
He is leaving, one of these days, and I'm thinking of following him. Maybe I don't want to. Because he is not the man of my life, not the man of my dreams.
Maybe I should just sit here and type, and forget that he ever came into my life. But how can you ever forget when something, or better, someone wakes you up from vegetating, makes you live like you never used to?
No. He can leave, but he cannot make me forget. I will always remember.
And my final words to him will be "Thank you."
Just a simple "Thank you" will do. |
Submission Name: Goodbye
