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Dear you.

Dear you,

I hold my love in my hand for you. I reach down so deep inside of me, and I take every ounce of love, cupped in my fragile hands, and I nearly throw it at you. I fell in love with you, in such a short amount of time. I know that if others heard our story, they wouldn't believe that what I feel for you is true. I know that they wouldn't believe that you felt that way for me too. But we felt that way, and it was beautiful. We were so infinite for a moment, and I felt so free, which all my life I've wished to feel. And you made me feel it, you made so many of my wishes come true. And I owe you my gratitude. My many words of thanks.

You do not love me any longer, and I wish it weren't so. I write down my emotions and my love to the best of my abilities, to make you understand that I love you, so very much. And the distance between us has only made my love stronger. And it has dawned upon me many times, that never have I ever felt this way for anyone else, only you. And this is love. It is not the puppy love one feels as a child. It is not a crush, for only those last for a few months. I love you, and I want so desperately for you to understand my love for you.

I want you to see yourself through my eyes. I want you to feel what I feel for you. You are so beautiful to me. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life. I love so very many things about you, it is so difficult to choose the best part of you, because I believe that every part of you is perfection in itself. Each touch was lightening upon my skin, sending the warm light you hold throughout my mind, heart, and soul. Each kiss was an electric shock that sparked my heart, made it come back to life.

I gave you my heart and my soul, and I am sure you'll hold them forever. I don't want them back. They're yours to keep. No matter how many ups and downs I go through with you. I hope you hold them close, and please don't hurt them, because they are still a part of me, just out-of-body.

I cannot let go of you. I think it very well may be impossible for me. You are stunning, and compelling. You make me feel things I have never felt before, and it is a learning experience I need to take step by step. I need to teach myself to control myself.

I know we aren't together anymore, and it breaks me to pieces, scattered about on the ground you walk on. I know you will find someone else, and I will beg and plead for you to not be with her, and instead be with me, because I love you, can't you see? But I know you will find your way, and become so separate from me. Though I will end up so dead inside.

Please do not blame my sorrows on yourself, my burdens are not yours to bear.

I love you, my dearest.

Never ever forget that.

And please, don't forget me, please.

To infinity and beyond,

Me.

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