• What could be

    by  • August 14, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Thinking of you • 0 Comments

    Dear A,

    I really wish we had longer. If we had met a year ago, maybe we’d be in love by now. This timing is all off and I can’t stand it.

    Can I just tell you that I’ve never met someone who I’ve fallen so hard for. God, you probably think I’m insane. I know I barely know you. But we clicked (or at least, I’d like to think we did), and I haven’t clicked like that with someone, been so comfortable with them so fast, in a very long time. Ever, really. The second time I met you, we stayed up so late talking about some pretty deep stuff. You personality is intoxicating, to me at least. I play off your jokes and you laugh at mine and you have made me happier than anyone has in so long. I wish you would know how happy you made me, even though I know it would probably just scare you off, how much I care about you.

    I loved kissing you and talking for hours every time we were together, even though it was only a few times. I know you probably still love your old girlfriend, and I know next to nothing about your relationship, but I’d like to think that maybe the spark, the undeniable chemistry between us was enough. Maybe not. Again, I barely know you. I wish I knew you.

    I hated the power plays and the games, and not knowing if you even cared. I still don’t know if you felt any of the pull and the rush that I felt so strongly, but I just wish we had more time to figure it out.

    I know this is probably a lost cause, but if there is a chance anywhere, somewhere, I would love to have it. I know we live so far away, and we’re young and in college and this is probably impossible, but we both call the same town home, and I hopefully will see you again. I want it more than anything in the world right now. I want to have that happiness, to feed that spark, the chemistry that hopefully you felt too. I don’t even know what would happen if we had more time, but I want more time. To see what could have been, what could be.

    The morning I left, I woke up thinking of you. I dreamed of you when I fell asleep on the plane. I haven’t stopped thinking about you since.

    Sincerely L

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