My Love

I fear I have enkindled his amazement, to which this ordainment be fantastical though I wish it not, and so haply I grow fond , but not of my own imposition but of my heart's, and all while I credit myself wholesome I feel as though my heart has caused me to be affectioned by the greatest plague I have ever now known of.

If so my love should ever displeasure him , I rather would wrench my heart from my very breathing body, but to my amazement ,I come to know he does not seek to deem me of any fault..even though I feel it is I who has inflicted him this great fardel.

Wherefor I can not feel absolute ,to my well bethought.I know not , but know it is right I only atone with to fate as I know it is my only answer. I do not aim to avail , if only to make him see my profit would be that much lessened , and if fate has grasped us in arms then it is strange unto me and wherefor is it our greatest ban and I'm all together ignorant in mine own right.

I am fearful that my actions would baffle his love for me, but I feel so strongly as to not bare in hand , that of which my heart does not beteem. Despite this truth I wish it that he know I have a month1s mind he know for him my love is ever stronger than the largest tempest.

Confessor

I have a mind to confess that which inflicts my heart with a profound sorrow. It is my pleading hearts desire that there is a ocean breeze that would carry away with it, my sadness . A crashing wave that would batter the pain from my body. It is the wish of my soul there is a fate that does not condemn me in such this way I feel as if my life has already ended.

Life has all together come to hold, and not without its high cost. I carry love, and it weighs heavy ,my heart a dark shadow cast on my spirit. I wish nothing more than to just set it down gently and embrace it. This I know , is all together impossible.

Infinite love does not profess mercy as I would wish it, niether does it heed to my calls.