My dearest friend,
I’m writing this because I need to tell you the truth, and unfortunately if I do that means I could loose everything I hold dear. This isn’t one of those, “oh my life sucks blah blah” things. I actually love my life. It’s great! I’ll spare the details but it’s the simple everyday greatness most people do not appreciate. But here’s the truth – I love you. It’s more than some stupid crush, your soul completes my own. I can see your face clearer than I see my own; I can hear your voice everywhere I go. I want more than anything to curl up in your arms and lay my head on your chest. No words need to be said, just embracing each other’s presence. I dream of what life we could have had if you had come when you said we were. Oh the life we would have. Your a fire deep inside me that I have to keep contained; if not it would completely take control. And as much as I selfishly want that, my heart aches for this life that will never be. The harsh truth is that no matter what we want, endless heartbreaks would have to happen in order for us to have this. So for now, you’ll be with me in my dreams, there is where I will always love you. There is where I’ll be waiting.
Paper Planes