Sir Chris,
There would simply be no satisfaction in this love that I have for you. But at least, I could still tell you this much. I am happy with this. I am happy that I love you.
At my young age, chemistry and maths are the most certain things I could talk of. Nothing much theoretical about the subjects, I could always find the answers to the queries of the subjects, but.. These feelings for you! They are abstract, wholly uncertain. A state of mind and/or the heart. So, I don't know how, but I truly am sure of them.
At my young age, I know that these words could be thought of as crazy and foolishness, but I consider them as certain. My words would not be revered. They are enjoyed though. There is no satisfaction still.. But hey, I am happy with just nothing from you. Not even a word.
My love for you would never be contented. But my heart already is.
I'm contented that I love you. Even with the rest of the world defying my feelings for you, what remains is that I love you. And perhaps, I always would.
~Cherry
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