I don't know what you say...

I really don't know your mind...and I don't trust what my mind tells me. True that I have no doubt that I love you...but I don't understand what you feel. I have asked you a number of times whether I should believe all you say...you have laughed away...do you ever feel how you make me suffer? But it is such a sweet suffering that I cannot even complain. This suffering has given me courage enough to overcome my hypocrisy, to live a lonely life...and to keep loving you...asking for nothing in return. I am grateful to you in all sort of way. You told me what love is all about...care is all about....