Subject line: “Sandra, You make me crazy”
You make me crazy in a good way. I love the time we spend together but I’m scared..I wish you understood. As if the situation wasn’t complex enough…I am falling head over heels in love with you..
The thought of letting you go makes me miserable but If I stay you will only get hurt. I will too but the thought of you being hurt is worse. This is the hardest thing I’ve faced.
Subject line: reassure me
You aren’t responding, and I can feel my heart sink a little more with each passing day.
Can you reassure me that you still love and care for me? Text me.
I’m.still waiting on that hopeless thread of life. The one that’s so close to breaking :0(
Why is life and love so tortuous?
I often wonder how many of us find their soul mates and how many know who they are, yet can’t have them.
After 2 years of crushing on you, 2 years of building a slow, steady, flirty friendship… you made me feel SOOOO alive, so invigorated, so special… meeting and knowing you put an extra spring in my step for 2 years that I wouldn’t take back ONE day of. All the feelings, emotions, and heavy duty attraction I felt for you was SO AWESOME. And all this time you were kind of a tease, because you flirted with me too, and you still did even this past Saturday morning when we said good bye. It was so awesome hanging out with you this weekend, and crushing on you all this time, even though I never told you this, even though I never came onto you… we subtly have our language tho that I wish we could take to another level. We touch each other lightly, and hug a lot, I know that all counts for something… but this last visit, looking at your beautiful face and soul, hanging out with you all night, you make me feel SOO alive SOO turned on, yet it’s torture because I will never have the balls to make a move, and seemingly you won’t either, and even though you know I am bi, and I THINK you are straight, you sure don’t act it! If only you were more open, more aggressive, you could totally have me. But after 2 years, I am finally defeated. I was hoping bi now, you would have made more of a move. Now I can’t be in the same room as you without my crotch pounding with wanton desire. I can’t hug you without wanting to press my lips onto yours. Unless you give me more in return, I must retreat and cut back on our friendship. I just can’t take it anymore. I don’t regret my crush on you, but now, I am crushed. You are sooooo beautiful, Rob and you probably have no idea how beautiful and fucking amazing you are. I will always be here for you, but I am no longer going to chase you for time and attention. It’s your turn and when you decide to open up more, I would love to continue what we started………. xoxox my dear crush…
