I know you will never read this letter. If you do, you’ll never know it’s about you. I guess I’m writing this letter to say what I can’t say to your face – and that is that I am in love with you. Completely, utterly, and blindly in love with you. John Green wasn’t kidding when he wrote “I fell in love the way you fall asleep, slowly then all at once,” because that is exactly what happened with you. I find myself craving you every minute of every day. When we’re apart it physically pains me, your eyes make my heart sing the sweetest of songs when they grace my visage. I can feel my insides smiling when you laugh. I’m in shock that I can even articulate the proper words to describe the feelings that overcome me when we’re together.
When I am in your presence, it’s like a match is being swiped across it’s striking surface – a fire begins to burn in me warming my entire being. Being with you eliminates my stress, my inhibitions melt at your fingertips, your voice is a crescendo that masks my sadness. The best part of it all, is that you don’t even know it. The power you hold over my heart, unbeknownst to you, terrifies me – yet I allow you to maintain your grasp. You can’t abuse it because you are unaware it’s in your possession.
I didn’t realize part of me was missing until you came into my life. I was previously living with the other half of me roaming vagrantly – you make me feel whole. I know your eyes will never read these words, I know your heart will never understand my message, but I need to immortalize the contents of my soul. There is vulnerability in exposing such feelings with my name bearing their authorship. However, there is cowardice in trapping them within the confines of my consciousness.
So my final words to you, anonymous recipient who shall never come across these words, are: I love you.