And In Another Life I Will Make You Mine

I am Steven Powell only child of my parents. While ago I had a life, a life of addiction with lots and lots of fun. In that life I really didn’t cared about anything or anyone. Well, everyone had a reason behind being drug addict but I had no reason at all. I used drug for fun and that is the reason I didn’t quit taking drugs even after being sent to rehabilitation center twice.
That life was kind of mess I had nothing to stop me except my parents whose words I never took seriously. Then something happened. Sudden appearance of her changed my life entirely. When she came to my life no, no not came to my life I feel it inappropriate to say she came to my life as she was not the one who came to my life. It was me who saw her and fall for her without even knowing about her. Love at first sight what we say not even knowing her name. You heard me right. Love is blind we say I somehow found it to be true. I loved her for two years without knowing her name.
You may call me an insane but love did happen with me all of a sudden. It didn’t ask for name, caste, family background, age, or anything. It just happened all of a sudden and trust me I had no control over it.
But now my life has collapsed and my heart feels so wounded. I was just about to confess my feelings for her and make her mine but sadly nothing happened according to my will. Everything that has happened till now is all beyond my thought. I was all happy with my addiction life had no intention of leading simple life but then my eyes fall on her and trust me I had no intention of falling in love but my intention didn’t worked in the case of my heart which made me to have no control over myself. And soon she became high dose drug for me.
There was barely a time I didn’t thought about her. The day when I didn’t saw her face would be the worst day. I would lock myself inside the room and eagerly wait for another day to see her. For her I even changed and tried to get rid of my drug addiction. But now I have no idea what I will be doing. She is gone and there is no single chance of seeing her. Furthermore, I still don’t know her name. I feel desolate but I still hope that in another life I will make her mine.