I love him.
I did.
I used to.
But now, no matter what he does, my love for him has become a magnet to my soul I could never get rid off my system.
So now I tell you, yes I still love him.
I always have and I always will.
Still do. And I don't know if I'll ever stop even if eternity is beyond limits.
Let me tell you all a story about a girl who fell sickly in love with a boy who never caught her heart because he decided that the best for them wa tp stay the same. He chose for the both of them. It may seem unfair, yes, but the thing is Destiny is a choice. And he chose to leave her to save them from the agony of losing each other which he knew that the pain would kill them at some point in the wrong time. He was too afraid to take the risks. Too afraid he could not take the chance of having someone better instead of her. Not knowing she could be the best for him.
She is.
She was.
Now, she still is.
No matter what they do, the heaven already decided for them.
Their stars collided and they can't do anything about it.
They can preserve the time,no matter how they hold the future for themselves there will be a time, when fate gets tired of letting them slip away each other.
At the end of the story, it will still be the two of them catching fire in their souls and burn them with the enormity of love.
