Some people say, love has made me blind. They say, my obsession about my dearest love is absurd, and my feelings to her is over-extended. They might be right, I don't care. But for this moment, I want to say different things than love to my dearest here.
Why here? Why not in private?
Because I know this way she'll work better.
... but maybe staying silent is better. After all, why ruin the sweet emotions with realistic matters?