I was drawn to you like the moth dangerously attracted to the flickering fiery flames. I was eager to know you more, but the barrier erected around my heart hindered my attempts to take a step forward. Your voices echoed and thrived in my mind so much that I thought I was going mad.
How could a person captured my interest so easily like you did? Why did my heart ached whenever you turned and walked away from me after exchanging words with each other? How could, amongst you and your friends, I found it hardest to look into your eyes yet I did not wish to turn my gaze to anywhere else?
Those questions were answered a year ago.
I was afraid to lose you, that was why I was hurting to see your back. Every footsteps you take further away from me makes my heart weaker and weaker.
And a year ago, I took a huge leap forward. To take your hand and to whisper such words, it took me my whole self to do so. Yet you did not let out the slightest sign of laughter as I believed I had made myself a court jester in front of many people.
I dislike your tendency to briefly leave my side, as I am plagued with a mind that tend to interpret a lot of things in a symbolic manner, but that is the source of the drive that makes me want to stay with you.
Someone so hard to find like you, it would be a cold day in hell before I let you go easily.
I love you so much. A year has passed since that day. A day I won't regret of having.
To my dearest.
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