I look more beautiful than you remember, say you?
I only wish I could bestow upon you the same compliment. It seems, however, that it is decidedly difficult to improve something that in itself has seemingly already surpassed perfection. Not only because of this not so
profound a view do you bring out all hidden charms in me and all that is right the impression youve left upon me
has been a truly unexpected influence, exceeding the other more so than you might have guessed, and is to me therefore of much greater importance and worth than the mere feeling of excitement at the face of your eminent beauty.
You make me feel like I am more a part of this life than Ive ever been before and yet I find myself floating above
all that is in an obviously scrutable, clear mist where all evils and dreads of the world are lessened in strength not only just by your presence, but even at the thought of you making life seem so contradictory futile and wondrously
meaningful at the same time.
I fear that by taking a step towards you it cannot bring me closer to you than I already am, and neither a hug, or a
kiss could even come to that result, and Im too much of a coward to venture trying it again and risk such
disappointment.
This love I have for you feels like a healthy form of Hedonism and acts like a desperate creature that is constantly hungry for confirmation, but with an endless patience. I mention patience here because I could, and would, if
necessary, force myself to forever wait for you.
For I am and remain,
yours,
ever
I like it very much! :D
jimmymuis 2 years ago