the writer
Amanda,
I have known you for a little under two years and since I have met you, my life has been a different place. I did not think much about the circumstances of us meeting, but I see now how they are totally unreal. The night I went to visit you for coffee outside your work was a Sunday. I had school the next day and should not have even been out. I lied to my parents about where I was going and where I had been that night. Whatever force pushed me to keep my word and visit you in Roseville, nearly thirty minutes from my home, is pushing me to write this now.
I cannot claim to know you or any of your past experiences. I reflect on my life and my actions towards you from time to time and see things I could have done better. I do not understand many things about myself such as why I feel so much for others. Sometimes I just want to be like other people. I don't want to care so much for our world. I try to balance my emotions with my day to day experiences. I make a lot of excuses why I don't always live up to other's expectations when the truth is, I don't really know. I always seem to have something to say and when I don't, I feel out of place. I have made many promises to you and many times they have been broken. My brain always gets ahead of itself and I say what I want, not what I can do. I should know better. I want you to be happy. I want you to have the life you've always wanted. I want to take care of you for the rest of our lives. I am empathetic. I absorb other people's emotions. There is no switch for my empathy. It is impossible for me to ignore reactions, emotions, and tragedy. I am drawn to these like a moth is drawn to a flame. When I am not well received, I cannot understand. "My passion for others is not welcome?" I think.
Your presence in my life has helped me to see many of my faults. This is not always a good thing, because I have hurt you in the process. I never want to see you leave my life. You have been there for me when I have been down. When my grandfather passed away and I was the only memeber of my family in town, you were there to take care of me. When my friend Patrick passed away, you were there to take care of me. When I had a kidney stone, you were there to take care of me. I have truly found an amazing individual. One who matches my passion for life. I have never doubted your ability to love. I hope my letter is received well.
Love always,
Patrick
I have known you for a little under two years and since I have met you, my life has been a different place. I did not think much about the circumstances of us meeting, but I see now how they are totally unreal. The night I went to visit you for coffee outside your work was a Sunday. I had school the next day and should not have even been out. I lied to my parents about where I was going and where I had been that night. Whatever force pushed me to keep my word and visit you in Roseville, nearly thirty minutes from my home, is pushing me to write this now.
I cannot claim to know you or any of your past experiences. I reflect on my life and my actions towards you from time to time and see things I could have done better. I do not understand many things about myself such as why I feel so much for others. Sometimes I just want to be like other people. I don't want to care so much for our world. I try to balance my emotions with my day to day experiences. I make a lot of excuses why I don't always live up to other's expectations when the truth is, I don't really know. I always seem to have something to say and when I don't, I feel out of place. I have made many promises to you and many times they have been broken. My brain always gets ahead of itself and I say what I want, not what I can do. I should know better. I want you to be happy. I want you to have the life you've always wanted. I want to take care of you for the rest of our lives. I am empathetic. I absorb other people's emotions. There is no switch for my empathy. It is impossible for me to ignore reactions, emotions, and tragedy. I am drawn to these like a moth is drawn to a flame. When I am not well received, I cannot understand. "My passion for others is not welcome?" I think.
Your presence in my life has helped me to see many of my faults. This is not always a good thing, because I have hurt you in the process. I never want to see you leave my life. You have been there for me when I have been down. When my grandfather passed away and I was the only memeber of my family in town, you were there to take care of me. When my friend Patrick passed away, you were there to take care of me. When I had a kidney stone, you were there to take care of me. I have truly found an amazing individual. One who matches my passion for life. I have never doubted your ability to love. I hope my letter is received well.
Love always,
Patrick