Dear ------,

We don’t know each other - in fact, I’m sure we’ve never even spoken a word to one another - but upon hearing the news of you leaving the city for good, I have to say that I’ll miss you terribly. We don’t see each other often, maybe a few times a year at most. But I want you to know that the first time I saw you, I knew you were different.

You don’t know how I feel about you. Or maybe you do. Maybe you’ve caught me staring at some point that I don’t know about. Either way, I have to say it. I love you. I’ve loved you for years but I’ve always been a coward about it. I’ve always been afraid that you would laugh at me or reject me, and while both reactions would hurt immensely, I think the pain of you never knowing is worse. For you to not know how I feel about you is a fucking travesty and I apologize for being scared.

I think about you far too much. I think about the effect your smile has on me. I think about your funny little walk and the way you style your hair. I think about what it would feel like to stare into your eyes. I wonder if I could match the intensity of your gaze. I wonder if you would be able to see into the very depths of my soul. I imagine what it would be like to feel your hands on the small of my back, pulling my body close to yours as you kiss me.

I know there’s no point in me telling you any of this. You’re practically engaged and now you’re moving away. I know you and I will never be together - I hold no delusions of that - but if you ever change your mind, you know where to find me.

I wish you all the happiness in the world.

Love always,
Sobeen