The Sweetest Thing.

The Sweetest kind of love is the love you'll never ever confess. The love that will rest in your for months, and you'll never say it because you know it's impossible already. It's the sweetest kind because it'll never bring you down, and it will always give you a thought to go back to when you can't sleep at night. It's sweet because you don't expect anything from anyone, you love because you love. Nothing happens, nothing changes, and you still love that person.
And you know you won't admit it because you don't want to. Find problems in him, say you don't like him. You know that he's God because you'll never reach him. He'll always be the though. The sweetest kind.
Lacan's love in the beyond; again.