When they would ask me about you…

… I'd say you're a burst of sunshine, a breath of fresh air. When you walk, you bring spring in your steps. It's like you're always happy about something, like you're incessantly looking for ways to cheer up people. And I'd suppose you throw the most arresting smile. It reaches your eyes, your pupils becoming, for a minute, two brilliant orbs that could light up not only an entire room, but also someone's entire life. So genuine. I'd also say you're an amalgam of charm, humor, and obstinacy. A maze of contradictions. A rare fusion: a magnetic blend.

When they would ask me how we met…

… I'd suppose we didn't go with the polite one. You actually stopped me, bokken in your hand, and sword in my waist and were all too ready to lash out. I helped you defeat those bastards who dirtied your family name and you asked me to stay. I was abruptly thrust into a different realm; a spot that I must have seen in a dream. And the longer I stayed around, I was pulled deeper into an otherworldly dimension, a universe where the idea of you and I is very much possible.

When they would ask me why 'we' cannot become a reality…

… I'd say time is against us today. It's not yet the right moment; something equally serious as this shouldn't be hurried. In a perfect world, it would be easy to simply fall in love and be together. Only this is the real world. On that point are still battles to be fought and win and questions to be resolved. So we are confronted with this reality that it's not yet our time.

When they would ask me if I can wait…

… I'd say yes. Wait for wounds to heal, wait for her heart to fall only on mine. You make me conceive of better days, and then I will wait until everything is crystal. If you're nevertheless still there, standing out in front of me and will still accept me after the rubble has settled, then I'll know… we'll both recognize. That this time, is our forever…