Dear Mr H,
I know the time between us has been short and my imagination got carried away, but I thought this could have been something real. I am not going to go into the what ifs, I know I made mistakes, but I made them with you. On seeing you that very first time talking to a friend, I didn’t think wow you blow me away, I thought I want to talk to that man, he looks intelligent and gentlemanly, strong but kind. I was right in all but the gentlemanly respect. Our instant click was obvious to all in our company and for not one moment do I regret leaving with you that night or having sex with you the following morning; we are both consneting adults and it felt right. The sex, oh the sex … So passionate, you reminded me what the act Of love making is all about. The look in your eyes when we were together, the respect you showed me and how you made me feel from that first time onwards was amazing. I felt beautiful, like I glowed, the rain and the wind couldn’t take my smile away … I was falling and I knew it and for the first time in a long time, I wasn’t scared. You, everything you came with and stood for made me feel like I was coming home. But then, what happened? You disappeared, I am left feeling hurt, embarrassed and broken. I seen you today as I drove past, I wanted to stop the car and run to you, to tell you I can give you what you need. I can love you and I can respect you, I can understand and be there for you. But in reality, is that really what you want?? Are you ready for that? The way you said my name makes me believe so, but really I can’t be with someone who can’t offer me the same. I have a lot to give Mr H, but only to someone who wants and deserves it. We could have made your house a home … I will not push myself upon you, I will contact you occasionally to see how you are. When you are ready, I will be here, but I will not wait, I have my own life to continue with. The urge I feel to make love to you again is so strong, but I know it’s wrong at this time. I hope to hear from you. I hope you work out what is going on in your head.
Miss M x