Dear me, from you.

Written on loose-leaf, wide-ruled notebook paper. I found it when I was rifling through memories, trying to find evidence of reality. I was looking desperately for anything that indicated I hadn't made this whole thing up. You probably don't remember writing it.  

This is a very heart-filled note and if you don't feel like going any further reading this, I understand. 

When we both started this, it was going to be "no crooked lines," but I wrecked that. I really don't think you know how much I care about you and your feelings.

I'm not going to hurt you or ask for anything from you. I just want you to realize that I fell for you, not just in the bedroom, but everything else about you. You're smart, funny, loveable and I'm very happy to go places with you. When we're together, we can talk, laugh, and even cry together. That means a lot to me. 

Don't think I'm a sap for writing this note, but maybe if I write this you'll understand my feelings. You have a lot going for you and could have anything or anyone you want, but I'm glad I have this chance in your life and I wouldn't disappointed if you just keep an open mind and stay on the one day at a time thing. 

There are some things I want to ask you in person if that's OK. 

I guess in short, is believe me when I say I love you. It's fine to let someone in and care about you. You're something special, so don't let anyone take that from you. I don't know how heart-felt this was, but I'm here for you if you need me. Thanks for not thinkin I'm a dork, 

Love,
Me

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