I sit down, lap top open, hands prepared, and I take a deep breath. I am trying to write to you and I struggle. I struggle because part of me knows that every word that I want to say to you, every thought that I have, and every emotion that I feel for you has already been expressed to someone somewhere. And I stop and I think about that, and it is unfair. It is unfair for me to give you thoughts and words and emotions that anyone already has. Because you deserve more. You don’t deserve the re hashing of love songs and poems. You don’t deserve to hear the same cliche cheesy lines over and over. You deserve more. Oh so much more, my love. And I struggle.
I am saddened to think that what I say to you has been said to you or anyone before, or will be said again in the future. I find this unacceptable. How I feel about you should not be equated to anything. How I feel for you needs to be left how it is. Pure. So I write this unjust letter to you reluctantly, and maybe redundantly. Just to tell you 6 words that countless others have spoken And many others will say. However, I like to take peace in the fact that maybe, just maybe, the vast majority of those expressing this sentiment didn’t truly understand it. And I do.
I am in love with you..