Love is really unpredictable. It can do so much, it can make one powerless.

You became powerless, voiceless, as if you were mute and numb. Now that she's gone, you have all these suppressed emotions inside you. Now that she's no longer present, you have all these love left inside you. She's gone but your love for her is stronger than ever. When one is alone, so much is disclosed. So much revelation when you thought you have discovered enough. Still, you are lucky. Petrarch loved Laura from afar. He wrote poems for her and watched her day and night, he even watched her on her wedding day. But then again, poets can create fictional characters in their head. Laura could or could have not existed. Still, you are lucky for those times you were able to be with her. You are lucky to have met someone so special like her that you turned into someone so special yourself. Look at you, look at your achievements, and all because of her.