Life is not about surviving anymore, it's about living to the fullest.

I have never thought writing sad stories could be this hard. Ever since I met him, things changed. I no longer feel like the world is attacking me in some way. Instead, I feel at ease. Life is not about surviving anymore, it's about living to the fullest. I like having him around.

I feel the need to tell the universe how he makes me believe in love again. How he shows me that he could give all the stars for me if I wanted them, and how he says that he respects me. How he puts my happiness first. How he ends up loving me just the way I am. God, I miss him.

Please. Please, don't let me lose him. At least, let me love him a little longer. Please, please don't take him away from me. I just started to feel that my happiness could be doubled when I'm with him so please don't let this be our finish line. He can be saved. He will be fine.

Sincerely yours,

Senjakala.