Weather it was a cold icy night graced by moonlight, or the warm days with the sun hiding behind the thick fogs, i watched over you and have always only thought of you. it was my sole happiness quietly observing you. as i watched you bloodied by scars of your past, my heart weeped blood as though it was run through by a sword. Now as you watch me, confused and hurt....you will never know the pain i endured within. You say "im sorry" do not be....for i know I loved a women who does not feel sorrow but feels only the guilt of falling in love with me. But please remember.....I cant hate you for this pain and I never will.
...YoGa...
