Faithfully

Hello, faithful readers. Although, I doubt you exist. It has been awhile since I posted anything new, so I thought I'd write about a little something that struck me as a tad odd. Remember her (my angel)? Well, I was telling her about a girl that recently hit on me. Now I'm not trying to make her sound like the jealous type or controlling because it got on my nerves too. Do you know the type of attempted flirting where the person follows you around, mumbles compliments, and laughs at things he/she doesn't understand? It was that kind. It was pitiful. I mean I get it, I'm awkward too, but christ. Plus, the fact that I had a significant other was quite lucid. As I was saying, my girlfriend is so self-conscious and so worried that she fears I will leave her for someone in my residence. Obviously, that will not be the case. I have fallen so hard in love with this girl that everything in life just seems like an obstacle to be with her. I love her with all of my soul and being. It hurts, and the pain is unbearable at times, but it is all worth it to see that beautiful face light up when I say hello. Like anyone compares to her anyway. What's uncanny, however, is that I have a mutual fear. I love her so much I would be destroyed if she was gone. I mean that literally; I would have nothing left. Remember angel, Je ne suis amoureux la fille. Je ne suis amoureux l'homme. Je suis amoureux tu. Je suis amoureux mon ange.