"a statement"

I cannot love purely in this world for the affection that I despairingly subdue consumes the entirety of my senses and I simply could not live by compromising that whose gravity defies all others. Thus a confession of my love would only be a promise unfulfilled, its shortcomings the taxes of society and humanity, love forfeited for a chance in this merciless state. Forgive my pride for withholding this love because I refuse to forego this unsalvageable flaw.