OUT OF MY LEAGUE


Dearest ______,

How do I even begin to tell you this? Ever since I first met you - nearly twenty-five years ago - I have been in love with you. I always wanted to be near you, in the same room with you. Your energy, vitality, and love for life inspired me. I could never bring myself to tell you how wonderful you are, how much I loved you. To this day, I wish I could tell you the way I feel.

I always felt that you were "out of my league" - like I wasn't good enough for you. You were the "rich kid" and I was the "poor kid". You were the popular girl and I was the nerdy boy. I thought I could never live up to your standards and could never give you what you deserve. Oh how I wanted to ask you out, to ask you to the prom, to ask you to marry me. You are no doubt the love of my life, and now I'll probably never have the chance to tell you face to face.

And now that we're both adults and leading pretty successful lives - you're a lawyer and I'm an engineer - I wish I could be near you and tell you all the things I've had bottled up inside all these years. When I last saw you at our ten-year high school reunion, all of those feelings came rushing back. You were so beautiful. You were an angel and no one else existed.

Oh how I wish you could read this and know who wrote it. I wonder what you'd say? Would you accept me, would you feel the same, or would you tell me 'no way'? I've always lived with the fear that you don't feel the same way that I do - maybe that is why I can't tell you in person.

I just keep wondering what could have been. I wonder why you haven't married yet, and if you're still waiting on that special someone...and who that could be. All I know is that guy will be the luckiest man on the face of this Earth. I wish I could be the one to hold youand love you for the rest of my life.

I will always love you, even if it's from afar.

Always,
____



the love letter collection
submitted 6:13 PM EST
monday, november 10, 2008