he was my bestfriend, he was my light, when he used to smile his face used to crease up and he couldnt see anything with how beautifully his eyes squeezed, we used to run down the garden of daffodils in pure glee, mist decorating his cheeks were my favourite thing to see, he was wanted by many but for me he wasnt a want, he was my need, his aura used to give me comfort but now he is with someone he adores and feels complete with, I still hug him but with a faint smile like something inside of me is hollow,I know he isn't mine i know I am not what he will choose, i know he will never be mine - y/n