Sweet,
I don't need to care how she feels towards me, I fear she'd even feel for me... She is the wife of another man, my love for her may be real, but the honor stands. She has chosen, and it is best that her husband loves her as much as I do, and she sticks to her husband.
Even if she were to be divorced, even if her husband is not worthy of her, my love for her doesn't mean we can be together. I am no spare tyre, Sweet.
As much as I am reluctant... I have to wish her happy in the marriage.
It's one sided, I have tried to forget her over about 20 years but... I'd never forget her. And I intend to keep it this way. Sweet, in love, it's a blessing and a curse to have such a One. There is no moving on, because true love is true love and it lasts forever.
Seriously, I fear she remembers me and I fear she feels for me. Because one of us must resist, else...
Relationship is not merely love, but there is a certain 'responsibility'... After all, the current woman has been around when I was down, and we had sweet memories. Relationship is not a credit and debit where 1-1=0.
Whenever I look at her, as with all the women I had, I wish to do something for her. I want her to happy. It's not enjoyable. But as a man, women are not just sex object. There is something called 情. That's why I am tolerant to her bastard son with that jerk.
Easily known, to be me is bound to be unhappy. Because if I were to be 'happy', I'd happily ditched her and her bastard son and pursue the married woman I love regardless her situation, that man... for my selfish desire.
I have thought of leaving her to find her One... But to be honest, nobody in this world can tolerate her character, men just want to fock her. If it wasn't for me, she could end up a hooker because her family is immoral and she is under heavy influence from her family.
Nobody is waiting for me... Every girl I know wants marriage and sex, and knows nothing about love. How can relationship be formed with the version of love in their brains which are wrong? Love to them is selfishness, minute, shortsighted, possessiveness, and... a paper.
Love is, because I love the married woman I can never take a step forward. I love her more than my selfish desire.
Hence, I am an unhappy man.
I want to protect the woman who betrayed me... whom I no longer love.
Hence, I am an unhappy man.
I left my girlfriends crying...
Hence, I am an unhappy man.
I know how to be happy... but that'd be very cruel to many people if I'd be made happy.
Hence, I am an unhappy man.
I must be a moron to that married woman, because being too sweet to her is bad news...
Hence, I am an unhappy man.
Therefore, I need to be entertained by low-IQ morons here who sang the big songs of how love should be, how to be happy, how simplistic decisions and relationships... Reading the morons make me laugh.
If it is so easy to let go... if it is simply to make myself happy... if I can just see her again... when I know where she work, she lives, she goes for holidays... if everything is just a simple big talk cock...
Morons... ...
So Sweet, realise one thing...?
If there were to be someone waiting for me, that someone has to be an angel. Someone who'd care for how I feel, who won't tell me to just dump anyone for her... who'd love me for who I am, and know what love is, and love me real.
Simply, who fits in the equation? I know there isn't such an angel in the real world.
Firstly, I love a married woman, and I can't move on. Secondly, I feel obliged to care for a poor stupid woman whose beauty ensures her endless crisis with moronic men... Thirdly, I can't forget all the rest of the girlfriends... so when need be, I'd visit them and care for them. Lastly, I demand love.