By Default
My thoughts, by default, are of her. She is the constant constellation of every meandering imagination in the mind. And I don't mind. At all. It is quite frankly what you would call "love" - not so the contemporary form, but a love a bit more old-fashioned, conservative, reserved. Knowing her, it is all that she deserves - a proper form of love, that is to say. Every action I take is for her sake, for the sake of a tried, true, divine love. God knows best how to mold us, shape us, conform us closer to our former, purer being - and with Him as foundation, this romance will stand for eternity. Every daydream is ephemerally touched by her beauty; and yet it is this God-given beauty - not of simple attractive appearance, but of true, rooted, b...