We fit together perfectly because we are completely opposite to one another; contradicting notions. I loved you for your gentle and timid nature; you loved me for my boisterous and thunderous temperament. I loved you for your body, always warm, unperturbed and comfortable; my body always seemed cold and frozen waiting for yours to clasp onto. I loved you for your calm and rational mind; you loved me for my neurotic and despondent mind. I loved you, because you weren’t me and I guess that’s why you loved me too. But in the end my love for you was too immense and compulsive for your love for me and so it ended before it ever began.

I used to think I was completely in love, but now I’m here all alone and broken hearted and I’m starting to think maybe I was wrong. Love shouldn’t end this way. In fact, love shouldn’t end at all.

The rain hits my window like a song we used to sing;

Your dark eyes are forever etched into the tender fiber that is my memory. The drops of water remind me of the false ‘i love yous’ you would sing to me. I am sick so sick of trying. I know I will never mean as much to you as you do so to me.