I’ve written you countless love letters in the past, pages and pages of them; never sent – maybe once on my own accord. You remember when I first liked you a couple years ago? I partly think that my crush on you has helped develop this great friendship of ours. So in a way, I’m glad I’m in love with you. We’d be good together too, but for some reason God didn’t want it that way. So perhaps the best thing we will ever be to each other is friends. Most days I can deal with that & some days I really can’t. What can you do about it though, right?

Lately, when I think of you I feel sorry – like I screwed up, you know the times I make you feel bad, but I was just a mess, you know – about you again. The days I can’t take this, it’s like really hard to cope with our situation & our level of relationship. I deal with it somehow though, `cause I realize I’ll still have you in my life even if I can’t have you that way. & In an odd way that’s enough. It’s enough when you say you feel the same; I feel like I can possibly live off those words for the rest of my life. Though I’ve never met you yet, I miss talking to you, I miss your smile & your laugh & I miss that space in my brain you used to take up. Anyway, I love you Precious.

Your,
Snookums

PS – I love the idea of sending fax love notes to each other everyday now.. Your writing is adorable <3