Dear FutureMe,
Hello there. I know this might be sudden, but I'm going to pour everything out in this letter. You make me smile, I can't deny it alright. I might clench my jaw and make you think I'm angry, but I'm holding back a sincere melody in my heart. Whenever I do that I can't stop myself from smiling so I seem angry and turn back. Your words are so sincere that the way I feel around you is just so soothing. Your presence, even through a door, just hearing your voice. It makes me tingle. Whenever I hear a soft melody coming from you, that laughter of yours, my heart jumps. You make me feel better, no matter what happens. I couldn't just stare and not tell you this. You're strong, and charismatic. You're independent and soft. You're everything bun. You're the reason that my soul isn't aching, you're the healer of my song. You're my melody. I could write on and on about how sincere you make me feel, how special you are. How you make, me, feel. Likewise, you're amazing. Your strong desire to succeed in life and your ability to empower anyone, it makes you who you are. Your made an angel. The nature loving angel, that gets butterflies in their heart whenever they see an animal or the fairy that gets flustered by the wind near a river. That's all you. That's you. Every day it's like I'm meeting a stranger that makes me feel safe over and over again. It's like I'm with the sun that warms me every day, or with the moon that shines light on me when everything's dark and I can't see. This thing that you have, it's unbelievable. It's unbelievably special, it's extraordinary. You've been playing inside my mind rent free since the day we met. I couldn't imagine waking up one morning knowing that I couldn't expect accidentally bumping into you in the park, or a morning without laughing with you. You're special, and I wouldn't want to loose you. At all. You're the melody that's been singing in my heart so long that whenever I just hear your name, no matter if it's not actually you, I get flutters. My heart gets giddy and my stomach rumbles like I'm starving. Everything I've just said, it's true. It's sincere. I love you. Thank you for you time.
Epilogue
27 days laterOh well, if only...
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