The past and the future

When I was younger, I was this kind of the girl who is really fond of reading poetry. All those years of reading have made it possible for me to collect a few collections of my own favourite poetry from a few incredible poet. All those time, I couldn't help but to create a perfect figure to think of as I read all of my favourite poems. It certainly bring out a perfect feeling that I could call magical. But then again I've never known anyone who is perfect enough to be that perfect figure I've made in my mind.

But today I realised all those years of searching had come to an end as I had finally come across the most perfect figure to think of while reading my favourite collection of poetry. I guess now I know why his presence were disturbing and loud to me, his presence was something I could not ignore. He shine even without the darkness. He was just there and I was affected in a way I never ever experience before. Sometimes I silently ask God "Why" but I never come across the answer, maybe  because it not my time yet. But God, please tell me how is it possible to ache for someone like this, it's like I'm missing a important part of myself, like an organ I couldn't live without. It hurt a lot but i could not do anything to stop it. 

Maybe if it didn't work out the way I've always imagine in the future, I'll forgot him like those beautiful dream that faded away with the time.