He was a person that was full of ambitions and thoughts about the bright future. She was a person with a past that's controling her present. He meets her one day and they seem to get along very well. Days pass by and they get attached to each other more day by day without realizing. He, without noticing started liking her, she did too but didnt want to tell. Being captivated in the past, it was very hard for her to live in his future, she thought. She didnt give him a choice though. Nor did she ask him if he wanted to share her past with her. He might have shared his future with her too and that could've made her a bit happier, he hoped. To him all that mattered what her happiness, even if it was for the cost of his misery. He didnt care less about himself. He saw the future in her eyes and didnt want to wake up, Yes, wake up from a vivid dream he lived everyday until she disappeared. She left him to suffer alone. Not that he wanted to suffer with her but he just wanted to know if she was happy so he could feel happy for her. He never cared about himself, as he always says, he's a messenger of happiness. He started to getting used to misery and lost hope of her talking to him again or even finding the slightest clue of where she had disappeared. Until one day she came out of no where. A small candle lit his heart for a second and he thought it's about time he felt happy, just to realize it was just another vivid dream he had of her contacting him. A dream he wished he never woke up from.
He was made for her. She was made for her past.
