brilliant___Thursday, February 21, 2008
The more I think of you, the more I
love you. I cannot imagine how anyone could
hate you. You have always been to me an
honest, faithful friend, and I hope my love is not an
object of contempt. Its true that I once said
I would never marry, but that was before
I loved you. The assertion you know was
uttered in a bragging manner, but it was not
a lie, and I do not know why I made it. If I
could pluck up enough courage to
offer you my hand, I know very well you
would be surprised but I doubt if you
would accept it.I don't think I would want to
listen to a refusal from your lips and
become miserable. To die
without expressing my love for you
would be more preferable to that. If you write to me,
I shall be happy, but if you do not;
I shall be miserable and gloomy, as your letters
are a source of pleasure and a failure to receive them
always make me feel like committing suicide.
Love lots <33333
Or maybe not? Sometimes, things are more than it meets the eye. Just like this. Read every odd line to figure it out.
