Dear Love

Dear You,

I have decided to write you this letter, in which I will never give. I miss you. Plain and simple, short and sweet.
It hurts to say your name, my heart is overflowing with pain each time I speak it. Even when I think it. I really don't know what I'm feeling, it is all to confusing to think about and digest. Can I lightly state that you voice, as lovely as it is, sometimes nearly destroys my very being. Your eyes are pure and downright marvelous and I adore you. I don't think you would ever proclaim the same. Of course, I am to pathetic to admit this to myself. But I can always hope, no matter how disheartening the thought is. I have the patience. But Im apprehensive and frustrated and hurt. It's just so hard to wait and just agonize in the very presence of you.
But it's just not worth damaging our friendship. I am afraid to lose you. I think I love you. I apologize how jumbled this whole letter is, I can see it go in all sort of diffrent directions. My brain is wracked with thoughts I cannot presume to confront.
I had dreams that you were with me. I can only dream of you. Your absolute in my eyes. And if you can never perceive my feelings, well, I guess I'm okay with that. I'll endure anything for you.
As long as you are happy I will try to be content with just being your evermore faithful friend.
Who knows, maybe, by a chance, you might see things my way someday.

From my deepest yearning,
Me