Letter

Last night, I got to thinking… Maybe I should write a letter that I can print out (I'd handwrite it, but I do want it to be legible, lol) and carry in my pocket. Because… one of these days, soon, it seems likely I'm going to disclose my feelings to you. But I know I'm not nearly as eloquent in person as I am in writing. Especially when I'm nervous, which I will be.

So, what would such a letter say? It would have to be short, to fit on a card small enough to carry around with me. Which could be a challenge… I'm not known for my brevity, especially with the emotional side of things. Which is where I feel I should focus. It's true, the lust is just as powerful a force in my life as the love, but… I feel like for this, you need to know how I feel. So that you know it's not just physical. Well, here's a stab…

My dear favorite neighbor,

I confess, I've had some form of crush on you since the day we met. But we've never been available to each other, so it always used to be just a small thing, manageable, under control.

Until a few years ago when, without warning or intent, it blossomed into an almost overwhelming force. Since then, there hasn't been a day that's gone by that I haven't thought of you, hoped I would get to see you, talk to you. You've always been such a warm and welcoming person, lovely both inside and out, and I feel myself irresistibly drawn to you.

I know things haven't changed… and maybe never will. But I hope we can continue spending time together. I dream of so much more, but… Just getting to be around you could be enough.

I hope we're able to continue building our friendship. I hope I get to continue to get to know you better. I hope I haven't scared you off, or made you uncomfortable.

I hope I get to see you. Soon.

Yours, always.

Hmmmm… needs some work. But it's a start.

I hope I do get to give it to you someday soon. And then… well, then if I'm very lucky I'll be able to give you more. And more. And more.

Yours in affection.