The love of my life

I remember when I met him, he was so shy and so cute, we used to talk everyday and every night, we slowly fell in love with eachother, confessed our feelings and finally became a couple, we were like the perfect couple, no fights, always were kind to eachother, he explained things to me that I didn't understand... He was the best, we lasted for a few months, until it happened. His health got worse and worse, to the point we would not talk because he could barely use the phone, and then he gave al his social media accounts to one of his friends and stopped having a number I could call. I used to text everyday to him during months until I found out that it wasn't his number no more, then I tried texting his social media accounts but the one who answered was apparently one of his friends. During some time, this friend of his would tell me if he was in good or bad condition, but he also stopped answering.

Now it's almost his birthday, I can still remember when I wrote the letter to him on his last birthday, how happy he was with so little I could give him, I will still write a letter to him, telling him hoy much I love him, even though I know no one will answer, no one will read it.

I know nothing about him now, I don't know if he's dead or alive, but no matter what, I will keep on waiting for him, waiting for the day he tells me he loves me again, waiting to go back to what we were before... This mas is the love of my life, and no one can change that.