Its a shame many beautiful things fade.
I've gone through my fair share of anguish trying to piece together what went wrong.
Because I find that you're still the last thought in my head at the end of most days.
Because you were all my dreams made flesh - and still are.
Because it doesn't matter that we were young and naive, we were the real thing,
even if the world would like to think otherwise.
Because I may never be able to look back on us without a tinge of pain, and because that s the price I pay for having fallen inconceivably in love with you.
Because it still doesn't seem fair to me at all to have gotten so far and have us end so abruptly and painfully, without any semblance of closure.
Because here I am, both clawing at any possibility of moving on and hanging on to everything that breathes of you.
Because maybe I'm supposed to learn that perfection entitles no one to forever.
Because things are never fair; maybe I have to learn that as well.
Because lately, I've been unable to love anyone - myself included - as you still tug at these heartstrings.
Because you and I made this real.
Because we were perfect together, and you still believe so.
Because you were mine.
Because after all, only you and I can truly know that.
Because I d still give the world for what once was.
I've had very little refuge from the emotional rut I've been in for the past months,
marked by immense depression, loneliness, numbness and reminiscing.
I ve gone through my fair share of anguish trying to piece together what went wrong.
Because we WERE.