To the brightest star in my solar system,
words can't express how much I adored you. Your memory will forever haunt my mind like the living proof that you loved me, also living as a reminder that I couldn't save you.
This letter isn't for you, but for the girl I met 3 years ago. The girl with a bright smile and a free spirit, the girl who used to look at me with such softness I couldn't bear to look away even for a second. We were both broken, yet there was an unspoken agreement, we would fix each other.
I was planning my own funeral until I realized my soul was truly interwined with yours. You saved me, in the most stupidest and sweetest way a person can be saved, your arms cradled the most vulnerable part of myself, and yet I failed you.
I held you close, risked everything for you, everything was for you, and within the blink of an eye you ran. You fleed from the person you used to call "home", and I? I went after you, ran until my lungs collapsed and my knees gave out, so I sat down and waited for your return. When night fell I stood and looked up, there you were shining as bright as ever.
I got on my tippy toes and extended out my hand to reach you, but the more i tried the more you drifted away. I threw everything away just to get you back, days turned into three weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into a year. My body collapsed on the grass and my heart ached the same way it did before I met you, the difference is now you wouldn't come and ease it.
I lost you, and I lost myself.
As months went by I started to recognize myself again, I healed myself but you weren't by my side this time. Once again I sat down and looked at the stars, and once again I saw you shining brightly with a smile on your face. I smiled too, hoping your eyes will meet mine again,
because it was supposed to be us, right?