Intersecting Lines

How is it possible that the guy in my recurring dream appeared in my life 9 years later?

It still makes me smile how our story started. I had no clue that you'd be this special in my life.

I still remember that rainy night, you were ranting about the people who didn't like you, that I was the only one who liked you..I wanted to kiss you and hug you tight. I wanted to make you feel so loved that you wouldn't need anyone else. I wanted to be more than enough for you. That night was romantic in a strange way. Another moment that I will never forget is when I made you laugh so hard that you could hardly breathe. I was going to play a trick on you but I failed and this somehow made you laugh. I wish to replay that moment in my head at least twice a day.

You've taught me so many things that I will remember for the rest of my life. The neck slice is appreciable, 90 degrees would never mean the same way again. It changed something in me.

I've heard that people are in a relationship for a reason, a season or a lifetime. I believe we were together for a season. Like two lines going in different directions, our paths crossed at the point of intersection. Having you for a short while was enough to consider that time with you as my favorite season. You came in winter when my heart felt cold, my heart grew flowers and bloomed in spring, your presence warmed me up in summer but now, our time is over, fall is coming.

It's strange how you affect me this much. I hated it when you were miserable. I didn't like it when you felt frustrated and I was unable to do anything to make you feel better. I wonder which is more painful, to watch you drown yourself in misery, or to witness how you slowly fade into my distant memory. On the other hand, when you're happy, I feel elated. I want you to be happy even if it's not with me. It's fascinating how you liked me first but I ended up liking you more.

We made a deal but sometimes, you make me want to break my own rules. You make me want to act on my thoughts not caring about how the world would see me. You've made me want you more than anything.

We are so different yet you fit in my life like a missing puzzle piece. It felt right. You felt right.

I will miss your smile, the sound of your laugh, the face you make when something doesn't feel right, your touch against my skin and your lips on my neck. I will miss everything about you. Yes, including how passionate you are at complaining when things or people don't satisfy you.

I will let you go now. I am now moving you from present tense into the past tense, but IF our paths ever cross again, and if things still feel right, why don't we try to be together for a lifetime? (Just a wild thought)

I am not sad that we've ended but more grateful that we've happened.

It was a short-lived romance but honestly, you felt a little bit like home. And I hadn't felt that for a long time.

P.S. You said that you prefer to have 10 pages written by me than one word from everyone you are not that close to. Well, I prefer to date you for 10 days than date 10 different faces.