My hell became our heaven the moment I met you. The demonic faces I saw on other people disappeared when I saw your smile. My ears, who've only ever heard insults and judgment, finally heard what music sounded like.
You became my everything in the blink of an eye and I didn't even notice. I fell in love with you even when I was unwilling to love. You became the reason why I'm still here.
I guess we were too young; too stupid, too naive. Even if I were to claim that I love you, what will that do? Will that bring back time and send you back to my arms?
Despite not wanting it, I still see you every now and then. You never see me, though. You've grown quite busy over the years, working and loving somebody new.
I'd just smile with each encounter. I'm proud of you for listening to my words.
It's been a decade? a decade and 3 years? I've lost count, honestly. I focused on everything in front of me; my career, myself and the people I considered my friends.
"You're not a kid anymore, huh?" I mutter, making everyone look at me. "Huh?" I smiled, realizing that I said it out loud.
"Nothing."