Dear Charlie,
I spent the better part of two years loving you and hoping you would love me back. But you never returned those feelings. I know you had someone else but for a while there I hoped that in some weird twist of events that you would pick me to be in love with. I felt like you healed me in some way from the past, but you also destroyed my future. I don’t feel that anyone will be better for me than you. We are the same person. I was made when you were mad, sad when you where sad. Happy when you were happy. We enjoyed all the same things. And every time I saw you I would pray that me or you would make a move and I could feel what your lips felt like against mine. But that dream was to far out of reach. But now, two years later, I still believe that we’re meant for each other. But I also know that we will never be. And I need to try and move on. I miss you, I love you.
Love, Eric.
