 | I loved him. I did. Not obsessive, compulsive, chill-rising love... Not the love most people encounter.It wasn't weak, but it wasn't strong... In the sense of, SOUL. He was different, special, unique and beautiful. Just different. I felt he was a shelter, a place I could escape to when everything in this world was a reason to runaway. He understood without words- without arguments- without gestures- without explanations- without reasons- without... Having to... He just did. He simply understood me.
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