"What's on my mind? The same thing that's been on my mind since our first blessed encounter... the day we met. There is nothing I want more, and nothing I wouldn't give... but not out of greed or lust or obsession. but out of pure and honest love. I want her... no... need her. She's the air that I breathe, yet now I feel so breathless. Poisoned by torturing pleasure, sweetened by blissful pain. She is my life." -Y.M.

Why do I cry? Is it because you'll never know? Is it because I can't tell you everything that's deeply carved in my mind and in my heart? Or is it because I know that even if I did it wouldn't make a difference?

For her are the tears that slowly roll down my face, gently resting on the corners of my quivering lips. For her are the countless hours spent reminiscing. Hers are my every thought, every effort and every intention of my days. For her is my breath. For her is my heartbeat. For her is my very soul. She is my everything, for she is all that I am and all that I lack. For her I cry every night. I have met my demise.

"Trying to forget her is like trying to forget vital functions... Forget how to walk, talk, breathe. It's simply not possible. So I stay here and wait. Forever if I must. Forever is a long time, but whats the point of living if it can't be with her? My heart will never be at rest until it is with its other half, even if it does take forever. Forever waiting for my life to begin. Forever waiting to complete my soul. Forever waiting to love you forever." *-Y. M.