An irrevokable love story.

An emotionally stunted girl leaves the love of her life because she is convinced that their powerful love isn't real.

I look into his eyes, as he gazes into mine.

What a perfect way to end the summertime.

His lips locked gently on my forehead.

A love so pure, so effortlessly divine.

With him, my heart intertwines.

I close off my mind

To try and stop thinking, of that peaceful stare.

The way his hands slip  so easily into mine.

Only in my dreams is a love like this possible.

I wouldn't dare

To abandon, to ignore.

My love is everpure

My love is infinite.

As we look towards the gleaming blue lake,

I contemplate.

Will our love still be there when we wake?

Will he feel the same by daybreak?

Or is this love a game, a play on words of adoration and fate.

I glance at his sleeping face, witnessing the confusion and betrayal that dare not speak their names.

Are we really meant to be?

Or was this just a clouded non reality?

There is still a hint of him lingering in between my lips.

I caress his face and banish the droplets that escaped from my eyes.

Tears aren't welcome.

How can i cry for something that just isn't real?

So without a single word,

I grab a hold of his sleeping face and with the matter of an excruiating minute, I say goodbye.

To the best dream I've ever had.

There is no more  explanation, no answer to my why.

I'm conciously living in a clouded non-reality.

So, at last i run.

I run towards what I'm sure of, what i know is real.

I run towards reality.

I run.

When he wakes, he won't feel me there.

I  only hope he can  understand why i couldn't bear.

What i was too stupid to see for myself.

The truth.