Dear _,

I've missed you these last few months, wondering what you're doing and hoping life is treating you well. It's a tough path you've chosen for yourself, and you know how I feel about it, but I'll still be here for you.

Things like this, emotion, passion, are hard for me to put into words. I can't remember how long it's been since I've felt this... kind of love? I can call it Sincere Love, the love that a man can feel for a woman with no strings attached. The love that you can feel towards someone when you know they trust you, believe in you.

I'll never forget those first few times we spoke, the times when I could almost feel the connection between us growing the more we were around each other. It was an almost magical time, now that I look back upon it. You gave me so many gifts, asking me the hard questions I never answered before, dragging me to museums that I thought were boring, making me feel a little taller and a little more human just because you were around me.

It's hard to heal after such an experience ebs away, leaving a hole in a persons heart. I suppose I should have said these things before, but you knew why I couldn't. I'm an antique, a man of honor, and I suppose that's one of the things that made us click the way we did.

Eventually we'll be together, I know that, but it won't be soon enough.

Thinking of you.

[submitted 11/24/03]