Dear hobby men!
Dear hobby men!
There was never a day when I didn't dream about you. However, the reality repeatedly tore those dreams to pieces. You do not understand, or pretend not to understand. I don't know why you were in such a hurry that you didn't have time to understand the emptiness inside my chest.
I don't have the courage to learn to live without you one day. May every breath be written only with your name, every tear be shed for you. You know, how the pain of loss makes the chest like a black hole? If you knew, maybe you wouldn't be so cruel.
Today I pray that all the happiness of this world will be in your hands. So that no one can break a corner of your heart. Let all the stars of the sky twinkle in your smile, let your happiness give me peace even from afar.
Your happiness is the last desire of my existence. I know, maybe no one will understand this request. Because no one knows how to stand on top of their broken heart and be a blessing to someone. I want no more tears to fall in your life, no one can steal the color of your heart.
The dreams I had in me are now like old days. And look for your happiness in them. You will be happy, right? Unbeknownst to you, I am guarding that happiness every day.
You are close to my world even from far away. I can't erase you, the imprint of your existence is embedded in my every moment. I will pass the rest of my life with this attachment.
stay happy
The end...
One time love!