We talk with ease for hours into the night when we’re together. When we’re not, all day we text or chat on the computer. You told me your feelings the other night and it gives me hope, the same hope that I am ashamed to feel. The hope that you will finally end things with your girlfriend.
You told me you know that’s the right thing to do, that that should happen, that you are not happy in that relationship. It seems so simple! But you say it’s complicated. You want to wait until it is a mutual breakup but I’m not sure I understand. All I understand is there is something fantastic between us and the tension of wanting to just lean together and kiss was nearly unbearable. If you hadn’t had to go home that night I’m sure we would have talked until the sun rose again, just like the first time I told you how I felt. So here we are. I’m your secret. But just knowing that you want to be with me, even with my 500lb gorilla of religious differences, lit a fire in my heart that I cannot even try to tame anymore. You don’t know how special you are. You are a truly wonderful person. You fill my soul with music!
I hope more than anything someday I can make brownies for you and we can watch a cheesy old comedy and not worry about anything else in the world.
Thank you for coming into my life.