Love Letters

My Friend,

We’ve known each other for years: always as friends, always sharing secrets. We’ve been there for each other during times when others have abandoned us. When no one else cared to listen, we had each other. When another’s love disillusioned us, we encouraged each other and dreamt of finding that special person.

Now we find ourselves again in the position of seeking each other. We both have had someone take a part of our soul, and take a part of our heart. Where do we run when this happens? Are we missing the obvious? Are we missing what love is about?

I know I risk it all with what I am about to say. I love you. You are the one who comforts me, encourages me, inspires me. Last night as we talked, I let my heart listen. For the first time I heard the real words of love. I am hoping against hope that you share these feelings, that you heard what I did, and that you felt the same. I am hoping that what started as a friendship will finish as a love story.

I’ll be waiting for you at the place we’re used to hang out tonight.

As always,