It's been six months since you left, and I still feel your absence every day.

Life before you was beautiful because i had made a home in myself, I had accepted that I might not end up with a prince charming.

I had been fine, and I had been content with my everyday living, I had found joy creep into my life, and my life was far from being banal.

Then you came, initially, I never wanted you in it. But then you kept proving to me why I needed you in my life and why you needed me.

I was happy, I felt even more joy than ever because I was always bubbly around you, I always felt loved around you.

I remember our first fight, the one where I ghosted you, I did it because I was scared then, I was scared of getting too attached but then you were so hurt by it, and even when I said some mean words, you stayed, you fought for us.

And then I knew, there was no letting you go, you were here to stay, but you never told me that it was for a moment, it wasn't forever.

But I held on to the idea that it was forever, you pushed me to become better each day and I did same for you, we...