for my sweetest illusion

hi. so, i'm writing about you and anyone can read it. that was what you wanted right?

love really moves in mysterious ways and that mystery of how love moved has caught up with us. we never expected this time would come. i never expected this moment would happen. the surprise was wasted on me (wasted in a good way).

so now we somehow defy our limitations and try to do what we want to do as "someone like thats."

your eyes are different now that you love me. the mystery and angst turned into comfort and gentleness. whatever your eyes may show, they are and will always be beautiful to me. remember when we were questioning why?... "why you have beautiful eyes."

your stare... you have a warm stare now. when you ogle at me as we watch television or look at me when i sleep. oh i feel that alright... and you say you love me. ah, like the line "i love it when you watch me sleep and say you love me. i love you too." now that line's finally applicable don't you think? sweet huh? i'm realizing that most of the quotes i've told you at the start of this relationship eventually came true. i just hope my fears don't eat me up and eventually petrify this companionship we're sharing. that would be reality that i'll need to accept but another hurting truth.

when the july rains come my sweetest, i hope that i have an umbrella to keep me dry at the right places. and i'm hoping that whatever happens, i won't be under the shadow of gani's "hurting comes not from what is lost but from what remains."

on a lighter note, i really really appreciate how you care for me and possess me as your own. i apologize for the times i am insensitive, i know i am... at times.

nevertheless, i love you too.

you deserve the term sweetest illusion. you are and always will be my sweetest... illusion. well, right now you are a reality.