Petra,
What can I say about you that you do not already know? But, there are things that I know you do not know, things that only those upon the outside have the will to see. Like the emotion in your eyes; the color of a deep arctic ocean, sometimes as luminescent as a warm Caribbean reef. People get lost in those eyes, they find themselves traversing a labyrinth unknown, and recede for they have not the courage to unearth what lies beneath.
Your voice, your hair, your skin; is there nothing more resplendent on this Earth? I have met no other who can compare to you; no one who can replicate that piercing stare and that dreamlike countenance. You are your own. You have given yourself to none other than yourself. You are ambitious and driven; the talents you possess are pivotal and tantalizing.
But, for some wondrous reason, you decided to give yourself to me.
I cannot explain how this makes me feel. Elated, ecstatic, emotional at least. I am in love with you. I am so in love with you that every waking day without you by my side is accompanied by a symphony of saddened voices. I want to keep you by my side, corral you into my existence, but I know that it is impossible. You are wild and untamed. No man can keep you if he so wishes to break your spirit.
I will never leave you unless you need to be alone. I will never bring you down unless you have gone far too high. I will never cease loving you. Death cannot separate us. We are bound, you and I, bound to something greater than ourselves. You used to think that you would never find love, but I have found you.
And you have found me.
ns 15.158.61.48da2
