I used to say I strongly believed, argued and passionately fought for, the idea that being alone, single, can have an array of possibilities, positive sides. I would mention how good it feels to be independent, to have a free choice, not depending on anyone else's opinion. My wide bed and the covers were just just for my own pleasure and usage. But when night fell I would hear the silence grow around me, feel it possessing me from the inside and I wouldn't have time to brace myself for the horrid feeling of incompletion and senseless existence that would catch me with overpowering force, making my throat shrink and my mind tight. Then, I would ask myself whether it was really me who chose this, who decided upon this unbearable state of utter loneliness. I became the pariah of my own pitiful life. I was the hater and the hated, living each second in an unthinkable hell, in pain and suffering. Solitude is the worst of punishments, like waiting on Death Row. But I would have sooner went barefoot through glowing coals than admit that I was too scared to love.
But then I met you, and you completely changed my life. Colours now seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn't exist at all. I think of you on every occasion and in everything I do. The simple act of imaging your gorgeous face fills me with pleasure And a word or two at the end of he day helps to get me through the next long day's work and always brings a smile to my face. In your presence, I feel no need to talk, and there is never any pressure for continuous conversation, only a quiet calmness when they are around. I am quite content in just having you nearby. .I open my heart to you, because being vulnerable is the only way to allow my heart to feel true pleasure that's so real it scares me, but I am no longer scared to love. I know there is a chance for disaster to find me one day, but I find strength in knowing I have a true friend and possibly a "soul mate" who will remain loyal to the end. In opening my heart, I experience a love and joy I never dreamed possible.
I am nothing special, of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts, and I have led a common life. My name will soon be forgotten, but I have loved you, and no other, with all my heart, and to me, that is enough. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because there is no other way to love but this way. . I will forever love you. You are not perfect, but I am not either, and the two of us may never be perfect together. But every single day I wake up in the morning , thinking of you, happy for no good reason, and dream of my future, of my imperfect life and your imperfect marriage to my imperfect true love. Life is imperfect, but there is something perfect to be found in the imperfect.
So no matter what goes wrong today, keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about. And remember, my love to you is everlasting; it will never grow old and it will never fade away.