The rain was pouring down heavily just like the tears marring my cheeks with stains. My mascara was running, but I didn't care.

He was worth every single tear. Every smile, every laugh. He was perfection and now he's gone. 

I don't understand how the world works. 

At first, I thought that this move would be the worst thing to happen. 

But then I met him. Everything changed. I was truly happy with him.

But the universe didn't like that. He was torn away from me as quickly as he had become mine.

Though here I am a year later and I think I've found someone who reminds me of him. 

His gentle nature, his sweet smile, and his beautiful voice. 

I didn't think I'd ever find someone like him ever again, but I think I have.

I just hope this time he won't leave me again. 

My summers have far too many scars.

Another one and it might just kill me.