Revelation of ones soul is the misinterpretation of ones lies

Its funny that I can fall in love with someone, and not want them to know. It is my secret and it shall be my punishment and my ecstasy. I feel recently freed from any obligation, the streak of bad luck not even making me flinch. I feel free knowing that I have once again fallen in love. However, before when I felt that only physical needds drove me, I have come to realize that I have just fallen in love with a personality that by all logic should not exist. The smile is something that I can not escape and the tone of irony is my reward. However short i shall enjoy the time I ask that I neot be taxed to heavily when it is time to part ways. Happiness is always just out reach for me, its part of the road to finding my own way and my own road that no one else has carved. I know that everytime that I find the fleeting moment that is happiness, I trip and fall. The fall is my way of remembering that happiness is always out of my reach. And I will always be trying to find her, and will just one day find someone else.