Dear Love,
I have no idea what could possibly be running through your head when you look at me and smile. Your smile, oh its gorgeous. Since the day I met you, there was something about you that seemed, in simple words, different. Not the forget about you sort of different, more the stick out in the crowd different. Even after I began talking to you, you still stuck out from all the other guys I had ever liked. Did I like you? I couldn't possibly, ok maybe a little. That one December day when you finally decided to let your love shine through. Man, I was such a stupid person now that I look back. After you made it clear to me why things had became different between "us". I was amazed. I didn't know how to react. I knew I had scared you, your thoughts on that matter. I've been there before remember. The thoughts of letting a guy get inside your mind; he can basically take over. I don't know if I can handle that, what if I get hurt again? Or worse, what if you do? I couldn't live with myself. The guilt, the pain, the suffering. It's all so inevitable. But could it possibly be avoidable? It couldn't possibly unless we liked each other that much.
Now I look at my life and question "Could I possibly be living this life?" All of it, every day, seems as though a fairytale. For once love has considered me. Not just decided to leave me to wither with all the other rejects and heartbroken exes. Will you forget me when I'm gone? Or will I always be with you somehow? Do you mean 'forever' when you say it? Now that I think about it, you have never promised the word 'forever' to me. I think to myself. I wonder if you've been hurt too. What has happened before? Tell me all about it. There's no way I could possibly be hurt, angered, or frustrated with you. There's no I way I could ever forget you. Your indescribable when it comes to the way you make me feel. You couldn't even imagine it. I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you kissed me. The scary part was that it seemed so real as if I could feel what it would be like before it had even happened yet.