Maybe when I met him it was a dream. It was a random chance meeting anyhow. Not even seeming real to meet someone like him when I did, how I did.. I didn't mean to fall for him as hard as I did. I didn't mean to care that much. The way he looked at me stopped time and there was never anyone around when he was by me. Even in a crowded place there was no one else. When he touched me he reached deeper than just skin, he could touch me , the real me. When he is away from me I feel like a piece is missing and not knowing if he feels the same is harder than I care for too. I fell for him, the real him for who he is now and I don't know if he will ever know it. I can move on with my life but the questions will haunt me for a while. I need to remain open to be able to find the rest of the path I need to travel down and keep tackling life's lessons when they come knocking. If someone else gets to lay in his arms I hope she is good to him and knows that he is amazing. I pray that he is happy even if it is not with me because when you love someone that much you need to trust that if it is right they will come back if not they are a beautiful memory to cherish in the end. But maybe just maybe it was a dream how we met, unplanned and totally random but oh so right at the same time.
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