Oh, how to express my infinate joy! I simply have no words for the state of happiness I am in. Today was perfect. The weather was calm and warm, with a sweet breeze to blow about the subtle scents of the flowers that have most recently begun to bloom. The picnic was perfect, just me and my beloved in a green feild that seemed to go on forever. And our first kiss, her lips like soft rose petals agains my own. What more could any mortal soul possibly desire?
My eye, the left one, has been acting up again. It does this from time to time when my beloved is not near, but it is of little concequence. The minor irritation is but a grain of discomfort in a great ocean of happiness. Yet still, there is something...
Superstition is getting the best of me. How on earth could a minor eye irritation have any sort of prophetic abilities? Nothing short of death could hurt me now, my life is perfect.