You’re the one who watches. You’ve seen my struggles, wins, losses, and heartaches, and you’ve been the cause of a number of them yourself. I’m your dream come true; I fought and conquered every demon you were forced to face. The distance you created and accepted keeps you safe; you think it to be true. When we come to close to each other, we suffer pain. That is, we feel, and thus realize the lack of care we experience for the majority of our lives.
I’m the one who sees. I’ve witnessed your trials, successes, tribulations, and heartbreaks and I’ve been the root of quite a few myself. You’re my prayer answered; you’ve heard my whispered wishes and intended to make them manifest. The proximity I craved and sought keeps me awake at night; I believe it as a matter of fact. When we’re too far away from each other I bleed from my soul. You write to me in turbulent times, and I respond to you in brief moments of weakness.
Now it’s my then to call out to you. I need you to reciprocate. You are my equal, as I am yours. I love you, which may be hard to comprehend, but I have faith that if any one person could understand my intentions it would only ever be you. Please.
Your biggest fan.
PS Thank you…