Racing Thoughts

My dearest Serena,

Without realizing it, the spark between us has grown into a conflagration, a fire that continues to burn wildly, but strongly.  I know that we didn’t plan it this way, but now look where we have ended up in such a short period. 

When I think of you, there is a certain warmth that I feel in my heart and it feels so good.  No matter where I go or what I do, I can’t seem to stop thinking about you.  You are constantly in my thoughts.  When I am awake, you are there.  When I go to sleep, you’re in my dreams.  Baby, you are with me everywhere I go.  There’s no use in trying not to think about you because I fail every time.      

When I know that I’m going to see you, I get so excited.  You’ll never see it on the outside, but on the inside, I struggle to contain myself.  I know that I tell you that I’m not nervous around you anymore, but deep down, there are still a few butterflies in my stomach that I can’t seem to shake. 

When I look at you, sometimes I struggle to find the right words to describe how you look to me.  You always have that radiance about you, that certain glow that makes it very difficult for me to look away and not stare at you.  You might not know this, but I try and sneak in a glance whenever you’re not looking or paying attention.  Suffice it to say that I always like what I see and I can’t help but look at you.

Your smile captivates me every time I see it, whether you’re close to me or off in the distance.  It lets me know that you are happy and content and I can’t help but feel that sometimes, I am the source of the happiness that you feel.  To know that you are happy, in turn, makes me happy.        

I could go on and on, writing about you and how you make me feel.  One day, maybe I’ll have the strength and courage to tell you all of this in-person.  Until then, I will have to resort to imagining how you would react if I were to ever tell you these things.  I can only hope that the reality will be just as satisfying and fulfilling as the imagination pictures it.         

Yours always,

Visionary     

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