Unexplainable sensation of joy — my love for you!

I never imagined a life that is so vulnerable! Always resolute to weakness. I make myself strong that others see me as a man undoubtedly firm and full of conviction. But now, I bow before you, very meek and unable to break through.

As I face my inevitable downturn, I look back and remember when I was different. Compare the present me from the previous. The once mighty proud lion is now a gentle and tame young boy. Yes, I have loved before, enjoying the conscious realization of unexplainable feelings and value the very essential periphery of life. But now, why is it different? Why I succumb to the fulfilling foolish reactions, still unexplained by human logic, yet devastatingly enjoyable! My passion of love is still the same, though, but I give a little bit more credit to what “love” I have now.

“The once mighty proud lion is now a gentle and tame young boy. Yes, I have loved before, enjoying the conscious realization of unexplainable feelings and value the very essential periphery of life.”

Let me put it this way, I’m foolishly, madly, desperately, vigorously, intimately, passionately, and most of all, truthfully in love with you. The fact that I’m in love with you this way, sets a difference with how I’ve loved before. The explicit and vulgar expression that I love you is so much that I irrationally detest my years of principled existence. I have never questioned the essential experience of bourgeoise love as much as enjoyable as it may seem, but with you, I don’t care anymore. I’ll do whatever I have to do, and set the standards of making you the love of my life.

To me, you’re like the epitome of goddess Athena, coming down to the mortal world and radiated me your everlasting beauty. You make me smile. You make me laugh. You make me giggle everytime you smile. You make me cry, not because of pain but out of the abundance of love you’ve given me. You make me sing, although I usually don’t sing. You make me twist and turn everytime before I go to bed, thinking would you be still there the next day? You make me gaze, a forever and ever gaze of your face so angelic and pure. You make me dream, wishing and hoping the dream would come true. You make me fly, up above the clouds to reach the heavens and enjoy your warm embrace. But most of all, you make me love, the love that only you can make. 

Now that this realization has come to its moral ground, let me raise this conscious act of loving again. The virtue of sacrificing everything just to have you is never comparable to the fact that you gave me a fraction of your life. I am nothing as compared to your other vestigial bandwagons. But you chose to stay. My insecurities can never compensate the success of the western wind to detest your insatiable vagrancies against me. The sensitive side of me rejoices as you remain fundamentally strong by my side. 

But I wonder, though, whether your concept of whirlwind romance still prevails between us or is this the culmination of your seriousness and fidelity? Sometimes, you make me think whether love is at its purest and absolution that encompasses us or is this plainly and purely empirical? I doubt, and I will doubt further. Not unless our vow of commitment penetrates the level of satisfaction between me, you, and everybody else. I want you mine, I want you mine bigtime! But I hardly see the conclusive generalization for this to feasibly happen. It’s as if I am crawling already among rugged stones just to reach and satisfy your demands. But I will never be tired, a kilometer or two, or even a mile and swim the vast oceans, just to have you. All I’m wanting is the exclusive isolation of loving me and me alone. Give me the confidence I’m asking and understand my complete human behavior of imperfection. 

Now and forever, I shall nurture this fact of emotional outburst and will forever be thankful for it. Let this kind of feeling grow amidst the failure of perfection and saturate within our hearts as we celebrate the love we both share. I know that we can make it, make it to the very last drop of sand in the hourglass and fulfill our passion of love. You know what we’ve gone through and you know what we need to go through. Hang on tight as we battle out rough seas and enjoy the roller coaster ride of the promise of love. I bow before you once again. I bow not because I adore you in its plainest content, but I bow before you out of respect and love. Stand by me as we face many challenges, holding your hands next to my heart, we will have the power of commitment that can forge unity and bind the majestic glory of love. 

I love you. No other three words can best this feeling. Love me as well, as I know you do and I know you will.