You were in my dream last night. Even my subconscious misses you.

Dear A,

We haven’t talked at all much the last few months, but there isn’t a day that goes by where I wish that was different. I wish so much I could stay up all night talking with you, not just about me but to hear about your life and just listen to your voice, if only for one more time. I miss you.

I just want someone to love, to hold at night, to say I love you to, to smother kisses with, to go to sleep to and wake up to, to listen to music with, to go on late night adventures with, to dance all night long with, to laugh at dumb jokes with, to talk about my worries and fears with, to have stupid and meaningful discussions with, to cook and eat good food with, to enjoy life, to grow old and become better people, to intertwine my life with and improve one another every single day.

My heart and soul feel a bit heavy when I think about how you might have moved on from me, but then I’m hit with the realization that I am slowly moving on from you. Not with anyone, but with time. We are not as connected as we once were, and I miss how beautiful and wonderful it was when you were here. I long for you, particularly at night, but remember that you were gone by morning. I love you and wish you nothing but great things.

You know it's bad when after all this time, you're coming back to letters to crushes

I totally believe in everyone having their soulmate. However, I do not believe we all end up with them.

I think about you very often. Sometimes my feelings for you overflow and my cheeks become drenched. Thank you.

“Highly sensitive people are too often perceived as weaklings or damaged goods. To feel intensely is not a symptom of weakness, it is the trademark of the truly alive and compassionate. It is not the empath who is broken, it is society that has become dysfunctional and emotionally disabled. There is no shame in expressing your authentic feelings. Those who are at times described as being a 'hot mess' or having 'too many issues' are the very fabric of what keeps the dream alive for a more caring, humane world. Never be ashamed to let your tears shine a light in this world.”

Anthon St. Maarten

I obviously find you attractive, but you’re always so serious. Wish you would laugh more!

We’ve spoken on the phone for hours. We’ve slow danced to our favorite tunes. We both shared our values to each other and they overlap and form this beautiful harmony when our arms hook together as we approach the world with such a powerful, loving bond.

Your parents would be proud of you if they saw how truly beautiful you’ve grown. You don’t just carry tangible beauty that can be seen, touched and heard. But you have this inner beauty that attracts me. It has its own gravity and each pasing day and night, I find myself leaving earth and entering into the your heart and soul which is it’s own planet.

It feels like paradise when I’m with you. My worries and my problems don’t seem that agitating when you’re near me. The negative voices within me all vanish when I hear you speak your mind, your heart, and your soul. You have a beauty that’s abstract. Beauty that tickles the numb parts of my mind. You help me achieve the right mindset in life. With you, I see the world with hope, with liberty, and most important of all with love.

You came into my life when I least expected it. I didn’t know what to make of you first. You were just a mysterious face to me. Always intriguing my eyes, but beyond the small talk in our initial conversations, I’d never expect such a beautiful union to occur. You complement me perfectly and it’s as if you are the person the universe wanted me to be with after all the past relationships.

With you I feel peace. I feel calm. And I feel as if we understand each other beyond the superficialities of romance and passion. We talk to each other, we spend time with each other, and we face problems together. With you I feel the same vibes I feel from my loving mother. The way my mother devoted her heart and soul for my father. I feel the same when you do the small things for me. I’ve written countless letters about you in private. But those letters don’t do you justice for words don’t suffice to show my truest and deepest feelings and adoration for you.

I can spend an eternity proving how much I love you. Yet even such a pursuit...can’t demonstrate the love I carry within my heart for you. 

Je t’aime mon amour.

Chem M.D