I don’t know if I’m ready to be vulnerable again, but I guess I am already far down that road.
I have shared things with you that I never have with anyone else, and I am so, so happy for your appreciation. You are so different from other guys in the ways that matter, and in ways I cannot define. The feelings I have for you, I have never felt for anyone else. “There’s you and me, and all other people, and I don’t know why I can’t keep my eyes off of you. There’s something about you that I can’t quite figure out…”
I want to go places with you, to experience things with you, to know in my heart that you want the same things. I want to hold you when you feel good, and when you are sad. I want you to know I think you are a wonderful, beautiful man just from the look in my eyes, from the touch of my fingers, from my kiss.
This, from “Stardust,” I think says best what I want to say: “My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I’d wish for nothing in exchange – no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.”
I wish that I have the courage to tell you this soon, and that you will enjoy hearing it.
Always, your valentine