I’ve known you for a little over a year now. The first time I saw you, you took my breath away. I remember walking into the room and seeing you, our eyes met and I knew there was something about you, something I had to get to know, that I wanted to know, that I needed to know.
As the months past, we saw each other every once in awhile. Last summer, we shared our first kiss. It was hot, passionate, intense. It was quick and yet seemed to last an eternity. I apologized afterwards because I felt bad. Not for what we had done, but because we are both someone elses, someone else. From then on, things have moved forward between us. You are constantly on my mind. I miss you like crazy when I don’t talk with you.
I’ve told you how I feel. You’ve been very vague with me. Never truly explaining how you feel, or how things are. You want affection from me, yet when I ask for it, you turn me down. I don’t know what to do, or how to take you. I miss your kiss, your touch, your smell. I love feeling you next to me. I love falling asleep next to you, and waking up knowing your next to me.
I’m not sure how you truly feel as you’ve never told me before straight out. I know we both have someone else, and we both have families. I know we both have much to lose if we were ever caught, but I want to know how you truly feel.
I wish that this letter could be for real, so I would actually get a reply, but this is the best there is. I can’t write you. I can’t just call and ask you. When we are together, you act so differently than what you say you feel.
I’m addicted to you, although you confuse me greatly, and I think it’s best we end everything, and try to salvage whatever of a friendship may remain, I can’t seem to be able to turn you away.
I really like you. I really want you. I really can’t wait to see you.