Letter 1

My darling,

You don’t know this website exists. The truth is that if I were to say everything I wanted to every time I looked into your eyes or saw your name pop up on my phone, my words would become stale. Eventually, when you hear the same things over and over they become mundane. But the kind words that I speak of you are always true and always full of life. You say you like hearing me say nice things to you, but I’m aware that there is such a thing as “too much,” and I don’t ever want my words to land on deaf ears. I love you too much to let that happen, so I’ve created this site.

We probably shouldn’t have the feelings we have for each other this early on. I feel a bit naive and immature. But when I look at our relationship and the years of friendship we’ve built it on, it doesn’t feel young. It feels old. It feels mature and seasoned. It feels built to last. But maybe I’m crazy. Only time will tell.

I will use this website to tell you all of the things I cannot tell you to your face because they would be “too much.” Honestly, if you knew this existed, you would probably be mad at me for not just saying them to you. But this is for your own good, and mine, too.

We go to bed tonight with our heads on pillows in different cities, even different states. And yet, my last thought before I fall asleep will be of you. It will be of your eyes and your hair. It will be of your smile and your laugh. It will be of your touch and your kiss. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. It will give me the most pleasant of sleep and dream.

Sleep well, my love.

Sincerely,

The Luckiest Guy in the World

 

 

 

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