My most beloved,
I write with a heavy heart to inform you of a most tragic event. That is, I fear your presence in my life has harmed me in a way neither of us could have predicted.
I fear you have entirely ruined me. I fear that I could never feel for anyone as strongly as I do for you. I fear that I shall never be enough for you. I have so many fears surrounding you, and yet.. one word from you is enough to settle my heart.
You are a wonderfully bright individual though you would insist, I am sure, that you are rather thoroughly bathed in something much darker. You’ve an exceptionally agile mind, one that I cannot help but envy. I do try not to, and it is unfortunately overwhelming. You’re simply exhausting. People seem to flock to you in a way I could only hope of drawing them in, as much as you insist you dislike them. You are such a beautiful creature. You steal away my breath and the occasional heartbeat. I would not dream of asking for them back though, I am more than happy for you to keep them.
There are moments of terror when I consider that you may look for someone more like yourself. Someone brighter in every possible way. I fear that in falling for you, I have established a life of loneliness for myself. I am sure I am not good enough, and I am simply terrified that I will never find anyone who will measure up to you. I fear you have ruined all women for me.
I fear this is love, and that I will never get over you.