And why did you say that you were a nice girl when all you did was break my heart?Or maybe you are a really sweet girl with some inferiority complex and think I'm way too good for you and so you just up your bags and walk out on my sad little life.It's the opposite dear miss, I think you're too good for me, and I love you so deep, unlike the false and specious bonds that people nowadays exhibit through wanton and bold declaration of passions.I never said much to you because I was trying to expound to you the meaning of true love that is sacrificial enough that a man might suffer emotionally and mentally so that his love will experience what it means to be on the proverbial Mount Everest of love.The sheer exhilaration of simple and unselfish companionship for a lifetime, and love that will make a mere man fight demons and devils.Even outgunned, he will go down fighting and as the last gleaming bullet flies out of his gun and he drops to the floor , drenched in blood and close to death, he sees not a dreary grey , nor the crimson fires of hell.He sees the face of his angel, the one whom he has saved, and he breathes his last with the eternal smile of a saint but with the tears of a man.