I accidentally sent a letter I started to post here.
Before this momentous occasion, I was sour. I felt like crying.
Post-occasion, when it was impossible to take back the tap of the enter button that sent the partially unfinished letter, I was completely terrified. “Oh shit!” I thought.
And then I thought about that person getting the notification that they had a new message, seeing it was me and the first few words, and then maybe dropping whatever they were doing to find a quiet place to read it.
And I thought about how it felt to no longer be in control of them, to know that my words were now also theirs. I thought about how it felt to know that they would read, understand them, and have strong feelings about them.
It feels fucking AWESOME.
And now that person knows that I love them.