Dear Kat


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You have always been my best friend, and for that I’m grateful. You are kind and considerate, and you always seem to know what to say. That’s why I’m writing this letter. You’re easy to love. Far too easy.
With all we’ve been through, I guess it was inevitable that I would grow to love you in such a way. I don’t know if I’ve ever told you, but I cherish every moment we share.

Every time I hear your laugh or see your face I can feel a light shining around us, as if it were just us in the world. You are my everything.
You’re the one who convinced me there had to be something more than eternal nothingness because your creation could never have been a mistake. You’re the image of beauty.

Every time I envision my future, you’re in it. You’re the one constant that I have always needed. I fall asleep every night hoping to dream of you, to feel your presence. You’re the person I care most about.
I don’t remember when these feelings started. Like I said, you’re just too easy to love. I might’ve just always felt this way about you. I’ve always loved you. The kind of love that’s fated in the stars, written in the dirt and stone of the earth. If I were to see your soul, I’m convinced it would be made of pure love and light.
I hope to have a part of your shine in me, to show you through my actions. I want to be a better person because of you. I want to mold myself into someone you could love. I know I cant, and that you’re straight.

I know you’ll never return my feelings, and I’m okay with that. I accepted that a long time ago.
I don’t even know why I’m writing this since you’ll never see it. You just mean the world to me. I want to kiss you and hold you and help you grow. I want to keep you happy and bake for you as we grow old and grey.
I want to die first so I never have to live in a world without you again.

I’m happy for you and ____. I’m happy because you’re happy, and that’s what matters. If you love him, then there’s no reason for me to be upset about anything. I’m crying right now. I don’t know why.
Maybe writing it makes it feel more real, the fact that I want to be yours. I’d do almost anything just to hold a part of you in my hands.

I’m sorry if you ever read this, You’re my best friend and I don’t want to ruin anything we have.
You matter so, so much to me. I would do anything for you.

ketchup