I’ve been trying to write this for ages. One reason is her profile’s full of kind words—I didn’t want mine to fade in the mix（Which will make it sounds like bot）. The other， I’ve had a rough, busy week, and meeting Sita was the only good part. I didn’t want to rush something so meaningful.
First meeting her, she felt like a rose—outgoing, passionate, even in a leopard print skirt on a cold day. I still remember being so nervous I could barely look at her, and feeling terrible she adjusted her lunch break to fit my packed schedule. That awkward thanks still lingers.
As I got to know her, that image shifted. She’s more like a water lily pushing through a swamp-The swamp of this messy and dark world, but she’s tough yet innocent, blooming pure and stunning despite it all. Her warmth is soft, like a quiet scent that calms me. Then I saw her real smile—Not the polite gesture when we just meet.… innocent, sometimes tired,The more I dive deeper into the ocean of emotions and feelings from our bonding ， it made me want to hold her tight,yet gentle enough to hold her dearly.
A sincere thought coming to my mind.I want to see this girl happy— see her surrounded by kindness, keeping innocence. It's funny for a moment the Lyrics of Memory starts lingering in my heart After almost a decade.， It's the song Help me through the library winter night In my college,and when I get back to the Dorm along In my cozy scarf walking under the dim yet warm street light alone, breathe out in the cold wind, watching snowflakes fall from the sky
“Talk to me softly
There's something in your eyes
Don't hang your head in sorrow
And please don't cry
I know how you feel inside I've
I've been there before
Somethin's changin' inside you
And don't you know
Don't you cry tonight
There's a heaven above you, baby
And don't you cry tonight”.
I kept thinking of it One moment I look in her eyes.
On my way back I did some source searching. Guns N’ Roses’ Don’t Cry— raw, sincere, and exactly what I feel for her. I hate the thought of her ever feeling alone or shedding tears. I wish there be a light of comfort, Like the one Guiding me through the campus winter night.. I wish her uniqueness was cherished, that no bad intentions touch her, but I know life isn’t that fairy tale.We all struggle from it don't we…
I Still have a vivid memory the first time she sang, “My heart will go on...” My heart ached a little, and in that second, I prayed this companionship would last. Outside could be A world of storms and lightning, but here At the moment with her i find peace I wish to last long.. “Near, far, wherever you are,I believe that the heart does go on” I hope our beautiful Sita will Have that smile accompany her all along." And you are here In my heart.And My Heart Will Go On and on." Love from your big fan lemmon