My Dearest Xxxxxxxx,
You are the first thing I think of in the morning, the last at night. I can’t help it, I won’t deny it. If circumstances were different, that would be alright. But it’s not.
I miss you more than anything right now. Your voice, your touch, those eyes, that smile. Everything I’ve wanted will not amount to having you in front of me right this very moment.
I don’t know how to feel any longer. To love you with all my heart or realise I can never be what you want, what you need.
I would write you everyday, god knows I would. But it’s getting harder.