Love is an endless mystery, because there is no reasonable cause that could explain it. When I speak of home, I speak of the place where in default of a better--those I love are gathered together; and if that place where a gypsy's tent, or a barn, I should call it by the same good name notwithstanding.
The unqualified truth is, that when I loved Genjik with the love of a man, I loved him simply because I found him irresistible. Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved him against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Once for all; I love him none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me.
I want to say, I am happy to meet and have a relationship with you. You're my favourite thought, you're my happiness, you're my home, you're my favourite person, you're my everything. How lucky i am to having you in my life. I
love you, a lot more than you can imagine. I always pray that we can last long. Than if I had devoutly believed him to be human perfection .