The roaring sky with heavy rain in the summer of 2014 just can't fade away from my heart. It's not because of the weather, but because of the encounter with her. I eagerly await a similar incident, one that becomes a permanent memory lasting throughout my life.
She understands my feelings towards her, yet she never tries to please me. Nevertheless, I remain optimistic. She may claim to have her favorites, but I still believe I have the right to admire her.
The world itself is filled with sarcasm, and so are the people in it. My intended feelings never seem to reach the intended recipients. If my intended feelings were understood by the intended person, I am certain she would be shocked to know and would appreciate my emotions. However, it seems that fate has not created a situation where she can understand my feelings. If, by chance, she does comprehend my affection for her, she will realize that I am the one and only person who truly cares for her and will continue to do so throughout her life.
The more I chat with her and the more I think of her, the stronger my affection for her grows, much like a swelling summer river. I have already reached a threshold point where I can't stop thinking about her.
There is a simple reason why I love her, why I am willing to spend my life with her despite any tragedies that may come our way. The pleasure and joy I experience while chatting with her are immeasurable. She is simply amazing.
I love you for eternity. Please understand my love and feelings.
