MagiStream

I waved goodbye to you and left the bus station with tears hidden behind my back; you were my friend and my comfort. You practically made me love you and then you left me with words at the tip of my tongue; my tongue that I bit until it bled trying to keep the last pieces of my heart from you. Even with you thousands of miles away I love you. I miss you. But it seems you, love, was never meant for the stories. You set my bars so high that no man may ever jump so high as you had flown above me to steal the puzzle pieces of my soul.