Morning Together-I

Dominic couldn’t explain what love was as a child. Now that he had found the love of his life, he still feel as if he couldn’t explain that single word in a sentence. He couldn’t find any words that would describe what it feel to be in love. How he pitied the people who haven’t found love. How he pitied himself who haven’t met Rose.

Love was like a magic. Maybe a curse to some people. It’s a magic that would bind your soul to only one person in your entire life. A magic that would make your head think of only one person that logic and reasoning doesn’t matter.

You don’t even care about yourself when you are in love with someone.

For Dominic, love wasn’t always selfless. There is still the selfishness in him even when he love Rose. He envied the idea of having to see her with someone else, loving deeply the idea that Rose was his own.

Thus to see and hear her in pleasure was a privilege he was delighted to have. As no one. No one in this world would be able to make her feel the