Love letter
12:37 a.m.

Dear You Don't Know Who You Are,

I love you. I don't know exactly what brought me out of denying it to myself, or why I just can't tell you. What I do know is that you've been showing up in my dreams, and in my thoughts. I still remember how we used to sleep on the couch together in the summers. You practically lived in my house...and yet, I never said a word about how I felt. I wish I had. I wish I could gather up the courage to say something now. I wish that I could see you, I haven't actually seen your face for about a year and a half, and I wish I could now. For all your problems, for all your insanity, I still love you.

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