All of a Sudden...

My love for you knows no conditions. Whatever you were, whatever you’ll be. I even accept the propositions That you will never, could never, love me. Please forgive me if I now seem depressed. And do not let these words affect you. For all my madness is a love repressed, I can not tell you, but it continues. My pain, to know your out there somewhere and that to another, your love, you will give. What could I have that could at all compare to the life you seek or the way you live. All of a sudden there is no pleasure. Just the pain. The abyss. The failure.