Criminal: I Love Criminals!
The Love of Morgan

Between the stillness of the night, the wind rippled with the dim light of the moon.I still sobbed, “I can't deny that I love you, even though I can't force you to accept it Morgan.”

The night suddenly grew quiet and silent, there were sounds of laughter from children who were cheering in the dining room. There was a solitary star, far away from the surrounding star cluster. The star was so moody, but it remained rigid in its orbit. Perhaps humans are not that different from the stars. Every human being must bear his own fate, his own feelings. Even though his solitude is shared with others, it is not immediately destroyed. People share just so as not to be too heavy to bear solitude and may be the case with love.

I looked at him, he walked up to me and fixed the scarf I was wearing. I was struck by why he could still give this kind of attention to the woman he had rejected. Yesterday he kissed me, is it wrong if I think that he's broken into me? He behaved in front of me with a pure and humble expression, it felt like I was slashed by a sharp knife.

“If long in an open space like this with a scarf and jacket that is not worn properly you can catch a cold, Isabella,” I know she said just to calm down. I smiled trying to support her so that we would go back to being okay.

I was a little nervous, wiping my tears.

“The theme of our conversation tonight turned out to make us so tense and cold. Makes us so distant. Sorry, I'm really sorry. I have to apologize even though I am innocent, because expressing that feeling of love is not a sin. I also know you are capable of being okay, even I'm sure you can understand me. Being able to understand how love, which is often considered nonsense, turns out to be an inescapable force. I stumbled over it many times. Helpless.”

He rubbed my head, then smiled knotty.

“Speak, don't keep quiet like that,” I kissed him.

“Not yet I speak.” Answer's short.

“Or, are you angry? Angry at me?”

“Yes, I know. If you look at our relationship before, it feels strange and strange that I love you. How can this happen, even if it is no secret that the people who are most often together are the people who have the most potential to be loved. And I live in a house with you. But, you should know, I never expected this love. It just came, beyond my request.”

I looked at Morgan again. Then raising his hand, as if offering something, I said, “All decisions are in your hands, but I beg Morgan, never change.”

He was silent, just silent, like dissolving into endless confusion. How could I still hope that he would still accept me, even if it was obvious that he was balking about love. It really takes time, not just to understand and believe in my ability to get into his feelings.

“Why is it still silent?”

I looked into her burning eyes as I could not wait.

“What will I turn into?” he replied with a chuckle, “I can't accept anyone's feelings yet.it's not because I doubt; I know, you're not pretending or being forced. Not because you don't have the charm power as a woman to love. You have it all. Kindness, beauty and you are the way you are, a trait I really like. But, it is not at all an absolute determinant, but just a door opening possibility. I'm not closing the fact that you have opened that door, and I'm just stepping.”

Morgan looked at me with a serious look, the smile and chuckle I heard had disappeared.

“The problem is, I have not desired to step there, into your love. Your love is too pure to fall for a man like me, and if you love me because I did you good, I hope you don't misunderstand me. Don't lower your standards just because you're looking at this one guy in front of you. I'm not as good as you think, don't be sorry. our path will not be as smooth as the love story of others in general, or even harder than the story of you and your fiancee first.”

“Not yet doesn't mean no, does Morgan? If you reject me, you won't say about our path ahead when we're together.” My answer.