The original plan was to follow you. To surprise you. Dip in for breakfast and back out, but the weather is against us. I want to see you, touch you, talk to you, look you in the eyes while I do. I have come to a new place in my thoughts, where I believe you should have some idea what I am actually feeling, and I have come out of the writer’s closet and made my site findable for you. I don’t know if that is of any real interest to you, or if you will ignore it, however, I will lay it out for you. Not everything will make it in here, however, as I write with pen and paper much more often. The truth is that I am always expressing my emotions for you, but not to you. This creates a negative space where I should be saying more, but am not. So I have to approach this in two ways, one, I must allow more truth to escape from my lips, and I have to do this, put it where you can find it.
The written word will always be more expressive for me. I feel no shyness or awkwardness in it and I can just let it flow. But it may be keeping us smaller, too. I may actually be harming us by the release here, instead of with you. I am doing what I can to rectify that. Would rather wake up beside you, though.
Never Ending Love Letter 