#1 - 20/11 From Harvard to Stanford Last night, I woke - TopicsExpress



          

#1 - 20/11 From Harvard to Stanford Last night, I woke fraught with thoughts of you. Darling, has it already been a year since we last met under the reminiscent golden halo of our schoolyard, after the intimate exchange of letters we wrote for the world to see? The bittersweet reunion in which we whispered words of love to each other, whilst knowing all too well that this passion between us is not meant to last. The unbearable truth could not be evaded forever: the divergent fate of our paths has been determined since you became Stanford, and I Harvard. However much I wish us to be together, responsibilities are still the burden we must bear. Many a times I wonder why any being on Heaven could have been so cruel to tear us ardent lovers apart. Being apart from you has left me inconsolable. There has not been a night since our last encounter when I felt at peace; your angelic visage eternally burns my eyelids in the most delicious way, your soft voice that haunts my obsessive mind with ghosts of sibilant sweet nothings. Unrelentingly, throughout this one year, I have lived over in my memory your caresses, your tears, your affectionate solicitude. You kindle continually a burning and a glowing flame in my heart, even when your physical presence has not graced my searching sight for such a long time. I had thought that I could never love you more than I did a year ago, but since my separation from you, this love seemed to have expanded a thousandfold more. But alas, it has taken me one whole year to realize that I cannot ever live without you. You, with your handsome beauty and bright future ahead of you, must have been met with many fervent pursuers already. My soul writhes with agony, every time I imagine you in the arms of another man; but I also cannot deny this desire for you that swells within my heart. My incomparable, sweet little lover, I would vow to endure this excruciating passion for as long as you wish me. In a few more years, upon graduation, I shall seek you, and if only you would give your consent, I shall place upon your rosy lips a sweet kiss, and our fates will forever be bound.
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 18:23:47 +0000

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