My Virtual Journal

31.

[My Personal Favourite]

You always walked in like the Aphrodite of Olympus, like some beautiful cherry blossom tree in the gross wilderness.

How do I explain to you the way I am bewitched every time I see you? Just like a traveller to the stone henge.

I may never run out of phrases complimenting you. I know you don't like some stranger just flirting with you. I know that makes you uncomfortably weary, but, believe me, I'm just a pilgrim who wants to walk up to your shrine, and spend his whole life in this abode.

But it's okay if you can't reciprocate the same. Because love is unconditional, it's this thing that comes with certain blessings and curses, both, simultaneously. My heart aches every time I cannot see us together, but you know it's okay that we were not meant to be. Because love so perfect wouldn't be able to hold up in this living hell.

At least this way one of us would always be hopelessly in love with the idea of being in love.