With Love, Me

Dear the Love of My Life,

Hello. I have known you since forever, and I wanted to tell you something. You may wonder what I’m going to tell you, but that’s okay. I also wonder. I wonder every day if you ever are going to notice me. Will you ever see that I know everything about you, and have never even spoke to you? Do you see me sitting in the corner of the room? Do you notice me staring? Do you realize that your girlfriend thinks your favorite color is blue, and I know that it is that beautiful shade of sapphire that you see where the sky meets the ocean? I know more about you than anyone save yourself, and I am too scared to say hi. Do you find me Disgusting? Stupid? A coward? Do you think that if I don’t have the guts to talk to you, I don’t deserve to know you? Well, I agree. It is my hearts desire to talk to you, but I know that will never happen, and it shouldn’t. I know I should not be writing this now, but will you ever read it? Will you see it’s from me and dismiss it before even reading the first line? Will you even get this letter, or will I tear it to shreds before you can read it? Will this letter ever reach you, or will I end up flushing it down the toilet? Does what I am saying right now even matter? Will I ever talk to you, or maybe I will grow up and forget about you. Maybe, someday, when I have a job, and a family, I will look through old things and see this letter, packed away in a box. Maybe then, I will seek you out and talk to you, just for the sake of talking. Or maybe, I will get up and talk to you right now. Maybe I will tell you everything. Maybe I will finally say “I Love You.”

With Love,

Me.

PS. Love is not a simple thing I give out whenever I want, so do not treat it like that. Take care of it. And if you don’t, I will be heartbroken. And you will have to live with that guilt. Will you have the heart to throw me around, or will you care for me like I care for you? I LOVE YOU.