He examines the when
He examines the how
The what, the who, the huh? The seriously?
Then came to a conclusion that it could not be concluded
His love for her was a contradiction
The most beautiful thing wrapped up in the ugly of this world
His love for her was hypocritical
Hates how things folds and mold to the body of mere humans
But loves the same things on his Goddess  
She was his Goddess
He could never understand how something so wrong could be so fulfilling to praise
In ways that would be considered a sin
She was his sin
He loved the ways her eyes would not twinkle in the sun nor moon light
How she could be so ordinary
How she completely disregards everything that is his disability
How never had he heard
The letters O,C or D placed together in the constellation of words
That spills from her mouth into the Milky Way
It scared him how fast words could escape the cage of her mouth
Without a second thought
He envied the confidence she had in her words
He loved the way she loves the beach
He was afraid of how careless he was with life
For he would follow her anywhere she went
Even if it was as scary as the beach
He feels himself as Icarus
Deliberately flying closer to the sun
So that he could be swallowed into the liquefied breaths of his Goddess
This is how he sees his love
This is how he feels his love. This is how he loves her

In a world where War seems to be the only answer,
Deceit is the hidden message.
And Fraternity?
Well, you'll see.

May you experience the love your soul yearns for
The love that your mind haven't learnt yet
The one that leaves your body on fire with the warmth that shines through your eyes, pores,
Your smile
May you be blessed with the love you need, not want

And I will wait,
Wait until the last fragrance of him brushes past your tear streaked face
And silence surrounds you
And I  don't promise to be this great big musical composition that breaks this silence,
But I'll be that sound that distract you from yourself, from your pain
And I will love you
Until I have lost every last drop of my scent around you.

Sometimes the saddest stories start with the happiest of begins.
Sometimes there is a peace to be found in your darkness.
Sometimes the stillness is scary but it's trying to tell you something.
You might not think much of it,
But it says "listen to your own voice.
Try to understand yourself.
You are no mysterious love,
You are your own romance,
Bundled in your fictitious reality,
Live and breathe the same way you yearn.
Sometimes Sorrow comes around to remind you all that Happiness has done,
So treasure them both."