He loved and she left.

He loved holding her hand
He loved talking to her
He loved kissing her
He loved hugging her
He loved walking beside her
He loved listening to her voice
He loved her cute expressions
He loved spending time with her
He loved imagining his life with her
He loved talking about her to his parents
He loved going to temple to pray for her even if he didnt believe in god.
He loved showing his love to her
He loved how he was proud to have her in his life
He loved the way he felt when she used to touch him
He loved her touch
He loved expressing his love to her every second 
He loved the way she calls his name
He loved telling everybody how special she was
He loved fighting for her
He loved the way he felt when she was with him
He was happy
He was finally happy
He built a world in his imaginations
In his imaginations there were two people
He and her ❤
In his imaginations a third person also came
He her and their's s/d❤
In his imaginations he dreamt of being old together
In his imaginations he dreamt of loving her like hell
He built a world full of love
He built a world for him and her

BUT.....That world ended
Those imaginations died
His love was not sufficient for her
His care was not enough for her
His time was not enough for her
AND
She left....
He failed
He lost it all
His love died
His care died
Those moments died
Their time ended
He was all alone again
And he died.


LOVE HURTS
NO MATTER HOW SPECIAL IT IS
BUT THE TRUTH IS..
IT HURTS
IT HURTS LIKE HELL
LOVE............................HURTS 💔