And why did you say that you were a nice girl when all you did
was break my heart?Or maybe you are a really sweet girl with some
inferiority complex and think I’m way too good for you and so you
just up your bags and walk out on my sad little life.It’s the
opposite dear miss, I think you’re too good for me, and I love you
so deep, unlike the false and specious bonds that people nowadays
exhibit through wanton and bold declaration of passions.I never
said much to you because I was trying to expound to you the meaning
of true love that is sacrificial enough that a man might suffer
emotionally and mentally so that his love will experience what it
means to be on the proverbial Mount Everest of love.The sheer
exhilaration of simple and unselfish companionship for a lifetime,
and love that will make a mere man fight demons and devils.Even
outgunned, he will go down fighting and as the last gleaming bullet
flies out of his gun and he drops to the floor , drenched in blood
and close to death, he sees not a dreary grey , nor the crimson
fires of hell.He sees the face of his angel, the one whom he has
saved, and he breathes his last with the eternal smile of a saint
but with the tears of a man.