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No. 7185
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I feel as though asking her to love me would be too much for anyone to bear - Here we have a woman who's my carrier of ideals, and she has a deceased husband. Wanting her to love me would be unlike myself. Who am I to demand she love me? Why, for that matter? As good as her love would feel, as nice as it would be, I'm content just loving her. I'm sitting here on the floor, surrounded by clothes, ready to sleep. Someone like me, the very lowest of mankind doesn't deserve her love. Were she real, I would no doubt seek it, but I wouldn't expect, demand, or ask for it. All I could do is attempt to earn it.
I'm okay simply loving her, and living in delusional worlds where she can love me.
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