Loving him makes me happy

That day, when I met him for the second time after a long, long, time, it really did not hit me, until the moon has risen up into the black sky, and it was time to bid goodbye.Ever since that moment, I can feel an intensifying emotion starting to grow in my heart, that changed me. It's still growing.The following week, I can feel it. My heart... it beats so fast and hard. I could barely breathe. Just being near him, its suffocating.I know that I want to be with him, but being with him, it's not the best choice for him and for me either. Not being with him instead was the best choice for him, and for me.Just by loving him, he makes me want to be loyal, faithful. It makes me happy, even he's not with me. I don't really care. Loving him makes me happy, and I don't want my love to him, to be gone.