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Nov 2013
Dear Anne,

I have been surprising myself every day. I have been in awe with how much I realized I could do for one person - things I never even imagined before, or things that I once believed were too futile are now being risked, because of that spark of hope that one day, I can call you mine again. :) (I need not say that I am hoping for that day that you can call me yours, because I already am. Always.)

For the past few days, I have been kept awake by hopes of catching a story from you, or when you post a status on Facebook that I can comment on or like. Then I find myself waking up really early because I had a very good dream about you, and I want to tell you about it (but I have to hold myself back) then I could not sleep again because I start thinking about you (and when I do, I cannot stop). It's beautiful - knowing how much one person makes up the entire of my day, making me smile, laugh or even cry all at the same time.

And yes, soon, I am making a bold move. A brave step, a firm decision. For I want you to know that I have changed, that I am willing to go through all just for you.

Counting down. Just a few more. :)

You are always loved, Anne. Please don't forget about me. I am coming for you. And yours alone.

Always here thinking about you and loving you,
Your Mims
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