Here it is...
This is the page where I will hide away my memories of the one I love.
I must hide them here for he does not like memories. I think he just doesn't want to look back because time has improved him and looking back would only be depressing to him.
For me it is always empowering to see the things at which I have bettered myself... I guess, it is really just me that feels that.
Mind you this is a page of my love and for my benefit so I don't expect you to like it but I won't rule out all suggestions if anyone ever comes to this page.
The world is not so tolerant as he.
Deserving not, Am I of this love.
But deserving yet he is of my passion for he.
The fire of yet none more,
ever shall burn,
none brighter nor more heated...
Carefully shall we tread,
for it is known well
to be
That love and hate
are barely separated
as the line between them is paper thin