Some people come in your life and make you believe that your life is incomplete without them. Then they leave, creating a void in your heart that may fill back with time but will never be complete.

If you can forget the person you love, you have not loved enough.

Every night, I laid awake with your memories flooding through my eyes with the hope to be with you when sleep arrived.

The way to my heart shattered when you left me, but I was glad because your memories were invulnerable, locked inside my heart.

For sixteen years, I had seen just emptiness in those eyes. Her eloquent eyes had lost their expressiveness to destiny.

However, amidst the bouquets of laughter that people tried to gift me, there was that memory of yours, lips curled up in a fashion, which makes my heart skip a beat even now. And then the happiness felt incomplete, because I missed you, missed you everyday more than the previous day.