This hell is better with you.
This world is way too messed up. My life, too, had been unbearable before I met you. I felt like I had tasted hell before even going to the afterlife.
Day by day, I had to keep living in this hellish world, planting the idea in my head that I had to survive, not knowing why or what for.
It was like walking in a desert and forgetting what water tasted like. But I had to keep walking, searching for something without even knowing what it was.
Many times, I planned to give up on everything and make a reckless choice. But there’s no manual for my body to stop. I grew up learning to never give up, even when my mind told me to.
After all those hellish days, I finally met you, and somehow everything changed.
The busy and stressful commute became a source for me to start a conversation. The annoying boss became the main topic of our late-night calls. The scary night was the reason I could subtly ask you to calm me in an adorable way. And that’s why;
This hell was better with you.
Even now, I don’t know if meeting you was what I’d been searching for. Was meeting you the reason my body kept moving? Was finding you the end of this endless desert?
I know for a fact that I still live in this hellish world, but being with you made everything so much better. I felt like I finally had a reason to live. In a world where people die for their loved ones, I will continue to live for you.
Even after our lives have gone separate ways, my body will keep moving somewhere, hoping to cross paths with you again.
Just to make this hell a better place because you’re with me once more.
