A/N: Hey guys! I'm sorry I'm late, but I'm back with another little drabble, hope you like it:
I hope you find someone who stares at you as if you hang the stars themselves while you simply talk or cook or check emails and smile when you ask them why.
I hope you find someone who gazes into your eyes like they're searching for all the things that make you you as if you're a mystery that they will never get tired of solving.
I hope you find someone who touches you with a warmth that overtakes your body and fills your heart to the brim with a kind of comfort that feel like home as they trace the peaks and valleys of your body as if mapping out the ways they care.
I hope you find someone who kisses you till you can't breathe and knocks you off your feet when they're pressed up against you with bruised lips and lidded eyes.
I hope you find someone who gives in the way that you give, endlessly. I hope you find someone who gives more than you.
I hope you find someone who can give all of the things I couldn't and do all of the things I haven't.
I hope you find someone who loves you the way you deserve to be loved.
I hope you find them and end up with them forever.
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She cries as she speaks, the words trembling a little as they leave the lips he looks at so often. It's his heart that's being broken but she's crying harder.
She's sorry. She wishes for different, she wishes for better. She-
"Shhhh," he says cupping her face and blinking away his own tears. "It's okay."
She looks at him like she doesn't believe him and buries her face into the hug.
"It's okay," he repeats. He loved her, even though she didn't love him back, and that's how he knew he loved her.
"It's okay." A small kiss to her head. A small reminder. A goodbye.
She's sobbing and holding on and he wants to never let go. Inevitably she has to leave. She always did. She was always going to.
And as he watches her walk away with wet eyes he wonders if they were both walking away with a broken heart.
A/N: So what did you think? It was sad, I know. But sometimes that's just how the world works. Sometimes things happen, or don't happen and sometimes no matter what it hurts. Not loving someone back hurts when you care. It hurts when you see them love you and you're unable to give them what they give you. I'm sure at some point we've all been on either side of this situation and it just always sucks. Life does sometimes.
That said if you want to read something longer and with a better ending check out my latest chapter in my story How We Could Have Met 2 :)
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