....And I loved you when you came running to me one cold december evening and held my hand telling me you need to run and I started off without a question because your eyes showed sadness and you wanted to escape it. So we ran on that deserted highway till the end of the road and you screamed his name and cried and cried and held on to me and I had to give you a piggyback ride back home because you refused to walk. I loved all your pointless dramas and senseless demands, a part of you just open to me. I loved how I knew you like no one did.

(Excerpt from an unfinished tale that might never get its happily ever after)