My Love.

Mary

My first date with my girlfriend, Mary Nazaryan, was an evening where I was unfortunately sick; however, I claim she is the reason why I haven’t got sick ever since. It was a night I will never forget, not because of our first kiss or our first moments being together, but because of the warm hug I received when she approached me. Her eyes were filled with excitement as she ran towards me, leaping into my arms. I had never seen a woman more beautiful than she did that night.

How do I describe the way I feel about Mary? I will never be able to find the words to do so. Unfortunately, I will not be able to completely release my emotions in this letter, because I won’t be able to find the right words. Perfect is a standard we set amongst ourselves, however… I can’t finish this letter. I can’t find the right words. I can’t describe to you how much I care for and love this girl. I will never be able to. No movie, or love story, novel or film will be able to depict the passion I feel for Mary. It is unfeasible to describe how I feel, and therefore, more so unattainable to put it into words. I will never be able to. The world will be blind to my story, and no one, except for I, will understand how I truly feel. No one… Not even Mary Nazaryan herself.