it’s hard to put in words what you mean to me. Love just doesn’t properly explain the bond I feel between you and I. I admire your intelligence, but furthermore…”
I couldn’t even finish reading my mom what you wrote me before I broke down into tears. I can’t help it. It never really, truly happened until now. I don’t want you to go. I can’t stop thinking about it. It didn’t feel real until now. Although you were supposed to leave last Friday, when we were at the airport, it didn’t feel like it was going to happen. And it didn’t. But now, it feels like you really are going this time.
Please don’t leave me here in this place. What am I going to do without you here anymore? You made me happy, nobody can do that. And now, 2,056 miles away, I must manage to keep my head held high without you by my side. And I’m scared. Scared to lose what we have. Even when you touch me, I can feel myself breathe easier. I love you. Please, please never forget that.
Not only do I love your blog ( heh found it ) but I also am secretly infatuated with you. K. here we go I got this idea from a spam msg I received on Facebook lol.. I know you like me but were always way too shy to say so :3 go hit up crushmasher(dõt)com (uhh it wont let me do a regular link) then make an acct there. Search for the profile 'justmeandu33' ( obv me ) I posted body pix.. if u can figure out who I am msg me and we'll kick it. CC required for age but it is free. (annoying i know)
I love spam, JUST what I wanted to see in my inbox.. not.
Chills being sent down my spine just from looking into your eyes, is unheard of for me. I cannot stand to think you’ll be gone by Friday. I’ll watch you board that plane, knowing that I will not get to hug you every day. I will not get to kiss you, or run my fingers along the contour of your body. I will not get to feel your smile when you kiss me. I will not get to feel the warmth radiating from your skin. I will not get to curl up in your chest to hear your thick, steady heartbeat. I will feel part of my soul peel away from me and follow you into the dark.
What I will have, is memories and knowledge. Memories of the greatest times I have ever had with someone, although participating in nothing particularly exciting. And knowledge that I had found safety and utmost euphoria in someone that loved me as much as I loved them. Even strangers can feel it. When we’re together, people come to us and express their admiration of the chemistry found combusting between us. Such as what had happened earlier: we went to pick up your mother food at Subway, and the employee looked to us immediately and asked “Are you two dating?” You smiled, kissed my forehead and said “Something along those lines.” She replied, “Why don’t you date? You two would make an adorable couple.” You followed up, in a significantly less chipper tone, “I leave for Arizona for good on Friday.” She proceeded to look to me and ask why I would not follow you. I could only conjure up the words “I wish I could, more than anything.”
But there’s one thing she neglected to take notice of. Although we will be 2,056 miles apart, you will always be close to my heart, or at least the little I kept after giving you most of it. And even though the distance is between us, nothing will ever come between what we had, and always will have. I love you too much, to ever let anything stop us.
My love and I are going to Catawba River to make our 11/11/11 wish at midnight on the rocks. I already know what my wish will be, and I know it won’t come true. But it does not hurt to hope for a miracle in some distant day.