The love of my life.
There was this one guy. He loved me for everything I was. For th silly faces that I would make when he said something really sarcastic. For th simplest clothes I wore. For my face, a face so bare with pimple scars and th frequent eyebags which resembled plastic bags. For th tantrums I threw and nasty remarks I made whenever we fought. This was th guy that WAS th love of my life or so I believed….till he left me one day without a reason…if he left because he wanted to better himself a person I wish him th best. But someday I hope he’d come back, cos I wanna relive th moments I shared with him. Th moments where we would cuddle up to watch a movie and end up talking about th future. Th moments where he’d come all th way to my place just to buy me food cos I was craving something. Th moments where he’d tell me how much I’m worth and th remarks made by someone else doesn’t matter cos he would always love me. Come back to me cos I miss you oh so dearly. Come back to me because we fit together. I meet you every night…in my dreams. I want that to happen for th rest of my life. You will always be my boo.
Till we meet again, your missing puzzle piece.