ever called someone “my heart” “my soul” “my life” and truly meant it,,, or truly felt it…

i mean, like they are the air you breath, they are that thing that keeps you alive, the thing that all science didnt know what it is, like they in control of every single beat your lil heart beats…

like they are why you are alive, and without them no living,

they say “at the end someone will come to show you why it didnt work out with anyone else” and they are this someone

that actually you forgot everything ever happened with you and everyone you ever knew and life just started when you met them,

when first time you felt that spark in your eyes, heart and soul…

and then you start imagining them taking one step away from you, when suddenly your heart stops beating so you take that thought away…

your mind keeps trying to be rational and tells you “you may not stay together” but you just dont care, is it because you want to live the moment or because your heart beats cant accept the idea, you dont know…