My Queen, from the moment I first saw you, not for a single second has anything else entered my heart. When I look at you, my heart races, my hands tremble, my eyes waver, my mind goes blank, and I forget everything else. I have wanted only you until now, and I will want only you forever. You are my world, my light, my life, my salvation, my god, and my meaning. I love every single thing about you—your way of speaking, your smile, your gait, your gestures, your gaze, your scent, your hair, your struggles, your wavering eyes, your trembling hands... My Queen, you likely do not know how many times a day I think of you. You likely do not know what thoughts cross my mind every time I see you. Do you even know that you are the only one for me? That my head is filled entirely with thoughts of you... Yet why are you so cold to me, even though I look only at you? Why are you so indifferent, as if you do not care for me at all? Why do your eyes not turn toward me? Why is it that you, of all people, do not want me? At least say something; I would rather you hate me. My world, please do not abandon me... My dear, I want you to look only at me. To want me and seek me out... It may be a vain greed, but I will never be able to give up on you for eternity. Is that not why I struggle like this, trying to get your attention by any means? Even if I am this ugly, this wicked, I hope that you, at least, will see the true me within. I hope that one day you will look at me and cherish me. So today, I simply wait, doing things my heart is not in. Any time is fine—no, as soon as possible, if you can, please look at me right now.