Last night something incredible happened. Sydney stopped by my house to speak to me privately. I could tell he had something important to talk to me about by the way his face changed and he seemed to be nervous. He began to tell me how he feels that his life will never get better than it is now, and I tried my hardest to convince him that he has the ability to become much worthier of himself. I honestly believe that my love and tenderness for him can save him. Then, he told me that I am "the last dream of his soul" and that he loves me and would do anything for me, even give his life. In a way, this made me sad because I knew that I was hurting him. We can't be together, no matter how much he or I will ever want to and the last thing I want is for Sydney to feel even worse about himself. I can tell he feels happy to have finally opened up and admitted his feelings to me, however I still feel sad knowing that we will never be together. His confession really touched me and I now feel an overwhelming sense of devotion to Sydney.
No comments:
Post a Comment