how she loves you

this is how she loves you:

she loves you on sunny mornings, when she calls you on the phone while brewing her usual cup of hellishly strong coffee.

she loves you on rainy mornings, too - when she sends you messages in capslock with angry emojis, lecturing you on how stupid you were to run around in a rainstorm just to "have some fun".

she loves you with no trace of holding back, no ounce of hesitation. she craves you like she craves air, water, and internet connection.

she loves you as passionately as the sunshine on a scorching summer day, and every step you take towards her sets her blazing. she loves you so much it could burn you to ashes.

she loves you like the moonlight, a glittering light in the midst of the darkness. she loves you like she's picked out all the stars in the evening sky just to make sure that there would never be a monent when your universe wouldn't be filled to the brim with light.

she loves you on your best days. she loves you on your worst ones, too.

she loves you like a moth to a flame, coming so dangerously close even when she's fully aware that it would destroy her wings.

in case you didn't know, i'm telling you now.

she loves you like this.

and yet, you chose to leave.

you said her love wasn't enough.

you said you wanted a love as wide as the galaxy,

but you fool, she was already the entire universe.

you were just a fleeting comet that never really intended to stay.