#153

I want you to be happy. There's nothing more I want for you in this world than happiness. But selfishly yet silently I wish it hurts you too, the miles between us. This silence. These breadcrumbs of memories that trace the outline of the invisible, invincible tower we once hid ourselves in. Away from the world, we stood high, we stood alone. But we didn't mind it, not even once, not at all. Because I had you, and you had me. Once upon a time, this was enough.