Dear, You,
This is my letter to you.
To tell you the truth about how I feel.
This isn't to make you change your mind,
Or make you anxious,
Or sad,
Or mad,
Or anywhere in-between.
It's simply how I feel.

When I met you, I didn't have any idea that you would rock my world the way you did/still do.
Actually, all I thought was that I couldn't take my eyes off you,
and that you were simply stunning.
You made me nervous.
I stumbled over my words, before I even knew if you were into girls or not.
All I know, is that I met you for a reason.
I instantly fell for you.
You never left my mind.
You were like that favorite song on the radio,
Or that first summer's breeze,
Or that first sip of a drink on a hot day,
Or that feeling when you change your sheets and you climb in them.
You were a song in my brain, a cool breeze on my face, refreshing, and comforting...
All these things which I love very much.
However, the song never stopped,
The breeze never ceased,
The drink was endless,
and the sheets are still comforting.
I still am so incredibly in love with you
And I don't think you understand that.

I knew from day one, the moment our hands touched that I would fall head over heels in love with you.
And that has not changed.
The song is still playing.
I still tap my foot to it.
I still sing along.

You are magnificent.
Beyond words.
Beyond compare.
And I know that you think I don't love every aspect of you,
But I most certainly do.
From you smiles,
To your cries,
To your anger and bitchiness,
To you screams in terror at night,
To your scars that I've kissed,
To your scars on your heart and mind that I wish I could erase.
It took me a while to learn your dark side,
But I'm patient,
And still learning.
However,
I love these things,
Because these things compose you.
And this you that I still love, one year after we broke up,
Is what makes me happy.
And I know we have been off and on due to your inner demons and confusion of what you want, and you being terrified of our rough past haunting our future,
But know this:
I still love you as much the day I did when I held your hand two weeks after I met you.
I still love you as much as the day that I told you I would marry you one day.
I still love you as much as the day we broke up,
As much as when you came back all the times you did,
As much as I do right now.

You terrify my soul.
But you are my soul.
And love can do anything, especially since we love each other, still.

I want to make this work, because I simply cannot live without you.  


"if she doesn't scare you even just a little bit, she's not the one."

-Me