I was sure of you

I guess the only real times someone becomes poetic is when they're falling in love or they're heartbroken and for some reason, this feeling is extremely overwhelming at night.

I don't deny it, I still love him and frankly, I don't know how to stop. How does one stop loving a person you were so set on living the rest of your life with? And yes, maybe it was stupid of me to think so far ahead but I couldn't see a future without him; he was my dream.

People go around saying that you should travel the world first, not get attached so fast and what not but I brushed all of that aside because I knew for a fact that I wanted to do all of that with him by my side. I loved him, more than anything in the world, he was my everything.  (8/13/15)

I am back and I don't know how to function very well. Reading @poemporns on Twitter is breaking me and honestly I wasn't planning to write today but I saw this:

You always complained about how I couldn't decide on what to eat, or whether or not I should buy a top, etc. But I was sure of you, no doubts whatsoever, and reading that was like a stake through my heart. (14/8/15)