Strength works both ways. It takes strength to move on and it takes even more to hold on. The pain I feel everyday is indescribable. I feel like I’m dying. Like it’s some sick torture. It doesn’t get better and it doesn’t go away. But as much as hate it. And as much as it makes me go crazy. I put up with it. Because I’ll do anything, absolutely anything, to get the object of my affection to understand that she’s the one for me. Every aspect about her makes me want to love her unconditionally. There is nobody that inspires me more and there is nobody that could influence how I feel like she can. All I want is to be by her side all the time, all I want is to feel her love and even though she is miles away she can still make me feel things I’ve only dreamt of feeling. She’s unique and no one could come close on comparison. She’s the most beautiful thing that’s ever walked in and out of my life. And her feelings may change but mine just grow stronger for her.
It may sound ridiculous and far fetched and I may be crazy. But I wouldn’t be saying it if it wasn’t true. I love her.
