Why do you "exist" in my life?

I kept asking myself:

Why does it have to be you?

Are you doing it on purpose?

I have always been alone since;

Not looking for anything,

Even seeking for nothing.

But when you came in,

I admired how innocent you looked like,

Your manly voice and gestures.

I was surprised that knew;

Was it because of how I treated you

Or you heard it from someone we both know?

Then I thought ‘we’ had a chance

‘til you said the words that broke me:

“I am in a relationship.”

My heart was shattered

I almost had no face to show you.

Can I just disappear every time you are near?

Then I suddenly realized:

You exist in my life to show me how to love;

To show me that I am still capable to love.

Now, I can say that I am finally fine.

Seeing you now is tolerable

And talking to you is now a piece of cake.