Dear Mike,
I wish I could tell you how I feel. Yet you’ll probably never read these words. I shouldn't even care yet I do. I find myself thinking of you in ways I know I shouldn't I’m trying hard to write these things down as I feel you have the right to know. I've never been one to play by any stupid rules. I've never been afraid to take such a risk but here I am pouring my thoughts out into words you’ll probably never read. Even if nothing ever comes out of me telling you , just for you to finally know how I feel is what truly matters.
I keep envisioning you walking through the door, yet I’m aware that you probably won’t. Real life doesn't work that way. When an opportunity comes knocking on your door, your either seize the moment or lose out. I guess I lost out on something that might have been good for me. Sometimes you can miss the moon if you’re too busy counting stars. And there I go rambling ‘cause I’m terrified to even attempt to put these damn emotions into share able words. Not that any simple word could even begin to describe the mixed emotions I have been feeling about you. Its like the mere whisper of your name sends my nerves into overdrive. I can’t seem to remember what happened that sent you packing for the hills. It doesn't seem to matter now. All that seems to be of importance is the reality that you’re gone. Not sure if you’re ever coming back again or if the phone will ever ring again. Yet, secretly I find myself silently hoping. This all sounds pretty crazy… I know.
I have gone over in my head a thousand times what I would do the next time you walk into my life. Honestly for the first time in my life…I’m not entirely sure. All I do know is I wouldn't walk away or walk out. If you made a move I wouldn't stop you. Of course right now you don’t even know any of this. If there was a way to get this to you…it’d be in your hands tonight.
Well this is where the letter ends…
I’ll leave you now with hugs and kisses,
Me…
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