I hadn’t thought about you in a while. You could say that we kind of faded out of each others’ lives; I don’t think we’ve talked for probably eight months, maybe longer. Well, I had a dream last night. I sat there and watched you smile at me. It was the most confusing, beautiful thing I think I’ve ever experienced, and it reminded me of something I had forgotten. I really was, and I think I still am, in love with you. So why will I never send this letter? Is it because it’s been so long? Maybe you won’t feel the same anymore?
It’s because I’d rather tell you in person.