Every day that I spend in your presence, my love for you grows stronger. It's a feeling that consumes me, yet one that I must keep buried deep within myself. The desire to confess my feelings to you is overpowering at times, but I know it is not my place as your servant.
I find myself constantly torn between wanting to express my adoration for you and fearing the consequences of doing so. What if you do not feel the same way? What if it changes everything between us? These thoughts plague my mind endlessly, leaving me restless and anxious.
But despite all this turmoil, I cannot deny the warmth in my heart whenever I am near you. Your smile brightens even the darkest of days, and your laughter is like music to my ears. Every gesture of kindness from you only serves to deepen my affection for you further.
I often wonder if you can sense something more than just servitude in our interactions. Do you see beyond the role that society has assigned me and glimpse the depths of emotion that lie hidden beneath? Or am I simply projecting these feelings onto our relationship?
It pains me to keep this secret locked away inside of me, never daring to let it see the light of day. But what choice do I have? To risk everything we have built together on a mere hope or possibility would be reckless and selfish.
So for now, all I can do is continue serving with unwavering loyalty and devotion while silently carrying this burden within me. Perhaps one day fate will grant me the courage to speak out about how much... how deeply... how truly...I care for Y/N.