Eventually, you will leave me. And I am aware of that. I know thereâs a possibility that I will wake up one morning without any trace of you on my bed. I will no longer feel your chest, your skin and your warmth. I know thereâs a possibility that I will no longer hear your voice over the phone again, your stories and even your whispers at night. I know thereâs a possibility that one of these days you will get tired of holding my hand, kissing my cheeks, understanding my mood and wiping all of my tears away. I know thereâs a possibility that one of these days I will start counting my years again because you will fade slowly. I know, thereâs a possibility that the smile I gave to you will disappear and be replaced with a new one. All of these things might happen - maybe tomorrow, the next day or even next week. I am aware of that. But before the skies take me away from you, let me say that Iâm grateful that I have met someone like you. Iâm glad that all of these things happened.
(via baekebyan)















