Pearl of Dew

And when he left, she was never the same again.

But she thought, things happened for the best, because if he stayed, maybe she would never be able to grasp the idea of how she was capable of love. How hard she could fall for someone.

He had become a past that she would forever cherish.

Maybe they just never meant to be together, doesn't matter how deeply they cared for each other.

She was too drowned in her pain to see how much he loved her.

She was befuddling, impermeable and always carried this looming darkness around like a built armour.

Eventually, their time was up and he was gone.

But all that mattered to her, he tried. God knows how hard she was on him.

He was definitely the best thing she could ever ask for. He and his sweet kindness, always determined for things.

Now she is older, they had faded so much in the background but the image of him still brings comfort to her.

Until one point, which was unknown to her, he has become the image of comfort itself.