Faith of a Fool
His heart yearned for her, for her sweet embrace; all he wanted was to hold her in his arms, to feel her heart beat against his own, to feel her hair against his cheek, to brush her face with his hand… but that would never happen… it couldn’t ever happen. No matter how much he wished, no matter how much he prayed, no matter how much he wanted to be real to her… she could never be his – Fate was against him, making a cruel joke of his love. But despite that, despite all odds, he would still love her.
No matter what.
No matter how impossible it sounded, no matter how much Fate hated him, no matter how much the world laughed at him, he would still love her!
Because she was real to him.
Because he could still feel her hair between his fingers… her soft lips upon his brow…
He would still believe… because he loved her.