I was asked uncountable times, the reason for this selfless love I have for you. The answer has always been the same, that for me, no one can be what you mean to me. You learned the secret behind my bruises and never left. You saw my scars and found them beautiful anyway. Seeing all my imperfections, never even once you tried to correct them. You listened to my never ending rants, like they were a song to you. You cried at my sorrows like they were your own.
But after listening to my answer everytime they remind me of the fact that you left me but how could i explain it to them that our love has always been like the ocean baby, even if the wave leaves the shore it always come back.