How could it be?
No matter my mistakes I’m not ready to receive the consequences.
But when I look at my reflection and then marvel at the stunning beauty of her face I can’t help but think that what I want could ever exist.
Yet the feelings remain unchanged as they will stay as such for all my existence.
Everything she does is flawless, as is her beauty, but beauty, being the powerful word it is, is no more than an understatement, as no word can describe her.
Yet life for her goes on without her knowing the true extent of what I feel, as I have not shown it.
There is no question in my mind that she is it, the answer to everything.
Like the light of our sun that lights this world, she lights mine.