Prologue

I met him in the crossroads of life, where I should have met none. If the right person's wrong timing was real, the story of me and him shall be the testament for it. I'm someone incapable of love, I was all pieces, so I loved him with all my pieces. The book of me and you is there on the top of the shelf. It's hard to throw it away, too sour to keep it. This isn't the love story you would look for, it's the horror story you would run from. It wasn't the sad, happy or dedicated love. It was horror love. It was my love, The love I had for you, The love I shall have for you.

"Do you wanna die alone. Or watch it all burn down together? I guess I'll rather try to hold on to try to hold on to you, forever."

-Die alone.

When Anne said, "I am half agony, half hope." She wasn't wrong. You gave me the faith I didn't know I could have, oh I loved you back to the stars, the moon, and the universe. I wonder if It's actually 'loved'. I don't know anything, I am too prideful, too ignorant, to know it. You're the moonlight in my gloomy night, The songs of bird which I wake up to, you're the life part, I never thought I needed. I found you perfectly when I didn't need you. You and I are the pieces of puzzles that never fit, you and I are, the yin and yang. We weren't Romeo or Juliet, or jack or rose, We were we, we were us.

I don't know you, who you were when you found yourself, I don't know how the curves of your smile look when you smile, you're the enigma, I had always adored. How are you so beautiful? Why are you beautiful? How do I know you're beautiful when I don't know you? I fell in love with a stranger. You gave me the hollow feeling in my chest, butterflies in my stomach, and dopamine in my head. If it's easy, if it's hard, if it's dull, if it's fun, I don't know it. I don't know you.

And this is why I love you, this is why I loved loving you.