I am in love?
I would be hard-pressed to say that I am not.
For never have I felt such emotion toward another creature.
Never has my stomach churned upon seeing her angelic face.
Never before has my flesh crawled upon hearing her majestic voice.
Never have my dogged eyes been so tenacious in following the actions of another creature.
This must be love, must it not?
But we cannot know each other!
Such an angelic creature…she could never be forced to live with my ogreish mannerisms.
Perhaps, my beloved, my contemptible ways can be tolerated.
But, where we are, is it right?