When I see her face, there's not a single thing I would change, coz she's so amazing, just the way she is...
The chilly days, wet evenings by the shore, staring out to the sea on a darkened sky. The waves moving rhythmically, smashing against the reefs... Then the droplets from the sky, and I just loose myself and let all my emotions show themselves. You dislike getting wet, my sweetest kitten, yet for me you stand by in the downpour till soaked deep to the bone, make that moment special, then shake as the chill kicks in. We both never believed in magic, but I believed in you. As I close my eyes and listen to my heart, I can almost feel your touch and see you making weird faces in front of me. Very silly of you, even here you still made me smile and laugh, If only...
As I open my eyes to find myself in bed, a constant stab to my chest, a bile taste to my lips and a melancholic hangover, I fold my hands and make a small silent prayer, and think "Even if I could it'll all be fake but your picture in my phone, it reminds me that its not so bad... its not so bad"
RIP Swabrina, reality still feels delusional at times.
