Hello, I am writing this in case fate ever wants you to read it. When that time comes, I don't know what will be happening with our lives, I don't know with whom and how you are, if you still remember me, if somehow my passing through your life has had any relevance.
I was in a vulnerable moment of my life when I met you, I liked you immediately but I still knew that what we had was not possible. We lived miles away from each other and we only coincided on occasions, however I gave you my heart even without realizing it myself, days went by and little by little we were getting more involved in each other's lives, just like that, without thinking, without planning it. I must confess that I was afraid of the way you came into my life, of how you got deep into my heart and what society would think. And they thought, and said, and opined but that didn't matter to us. I found myself waiting each new morning to receive a message from you, longing day after day for the chance to see you.
I want you to know that my heart was in pieces, that I am still very afraid to love, that I have lost hope in many unimaginable ways but, also, that you came to revolutionize my life, to teach me that it is possible to love again to take care of me even in the distance and to make me feel something so beautiful that I even feel that I have never felt like that before... I love you, I love you too much, so much that I am afraid.
We have never clarified our situation and the distance is between us but I still can't help loving you; because you have earned it. There are so many things I feel for you, when you leave I feel like crying, when I see you I want to kiss you, when we are together I feel an uncontrollable longing for you to be part of my life, for you to be mine and nothing else. I know that this moment may never come and you don't know how much it hurts my soul.
But, in case one day you read this you have to know all that you provoke in me, that I will never be able to tell you in person because my pride and my stupidity get in the way. But you changed my life, you made me happy when I thought that would never be possible again, you offered me smiles and a shoulder to lean on. I love you, and even if you are that kind of impossible love, one of those that you feel in your soul but that circumstances don't let you live, I still want you to know how important you were and are in my life and that this love will always be waiting for you, so that one day, if destiny wants: we can feel with all our strength this love that has become impossible.
I love you, no matter when you read it.
Photography by Jocelyn Catterson
Communicologist, lover of letters. Faithful admirer of sunsets, fragile heart and restless mind.