He was never mine

Knees hugged to her chest
Nothing on her mind but this mess.
Energy taken away by this fight
The only rest being a bus ride.

No matter how beautiful are their eyes
When it's time, make the sacrifice.
No matter how hard it tears you like so
If you love someone, let them go.

Don't cry, you did what you had to
The reward for it will come for you.
Even though you were never his
At least you got to feel what love is.

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Just a little poem I wrote a few days ago, the day after we last met. Was a little depressed I'd say, listening to the same songs over and over, lying in bed and crying, thinking about you, about me, about what we could have been.

That phase is over, and I'm fine as a feline now! Now I know how it feels like to be in love by letting someone go when you have to. No greater love than in sacrifice and letting them decide what they'd like on their path.

Love at first sight, like falling for someone you just met at the airport, knowing you would never meet them again. It feels just the same.