Love Letters: To the love I'll never find.

      Grounded in your eyes I realize I’m lonely, but I don’t want to be lonely. There is the fucking dilemma; I have not enough courage to talk to you. You are way out of my league; I’m just a pathetic waste of life. I’m about to cry, and it’s your entire fault, If you were not that perfect.

 

      Every second I spend with you, it’s a moment I treasure, it’s like feeling the nirvana, and it’s like being next to heaven. I need you, without you I’m nothing, I swear on my life. My existence has no value at all, and when I’m next to you, oh! What can I say about the feeling I have every time your gorgeous face runs into my eyes.

 

      You, you are the most perfect being in earth, and I love, and I’ll love you till the end of my days, till the death comes himself and take me away from you.  Life is too them short, so why I’m losing my time, why don’t I just get closer to you. I just can’t, I’m so inferior to your perfection.

 

      The lack of you is driving me crazy; it’s a bitch the awe I feel every time I see you. It’s so fucking big the marvelous you are, that my insignificant existence, is afraid to be too near to you. It seems that I’m condemned to misery and all because I respect your goddess essence. The lack of you is why I’m here by myself, reminiscing when I got the chance, and I waste it. It’s a shit be me, I’m nobody, I’m just a little guy with the biggest dram ever, YOU.

 

      While writing this, I noticed every time I have written to you, my lovely dear, usually I write in English. Maybe trying to hide from your stunning existence, maybe trying to be someone I’m not, or maybe trying to get your attention. I don’t want to publish this, but I have to, and I shouldn’t be so worry, you’ll probably never find out about this, maybe you won’t read this ever.