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A female age 36-40, anonymous writes:

i'm embarrassed by how much i love you because you may not "love " me as much as i love you. i gush about you...i do. i can't look at your picture without losing my breath. i laugh really hard at your jokes. they're actually really funny to me, but also because you're so darn cute. i think there's too little of you to go around so you couldn't commit yourself to me exclusively, and i shouldn't expect that. but how i'd love to spend more time with you in the future. i've been thinking about it all summer and all fall and now all winter, and i can't get over how the time seems to slow down when you're away from me, when you've cold-shouldered me to try and get me off your back. and maybe i will get off your back for good, because i don't want to bark up the wrong tree. it once seemed like the right tree to bark up, but maybe i was being naive thinking this would last and blossom into something. maybe i'm naive for holding on to you still. i'm a fool for you. you're a fool for me, damn it. but you're more protective of yourself than i am, maybe because you have more to protect than i do - this whole life that you've worked so hard to build. but tell me, what do you plan to do about the person who entered your life and infused it with the passion you haven't known for years? maybe you'll dismiss me as another one of those people who come and stay until they find another party. i think you're afraid of me - afraid of us. i understand that. i'm not expecting any future with you, although that's a dream of mine. it's a dream. it's a dream. only a dream. but the only dream that matters to me. i wonder if you know how much it's killing me to be silent about this, how much it literally kills me to hold back like this, how much i wish i had no consequences in just saying "i love you! i love you! i love you! i love you! and i won't ever stop. not ever. i couldn't if i tried, and believe me, i've tried. you're my sickness, my weakness, but my superhuman strength. with you, i can't ask for anything more. you're just...stunning. meeting you changed my life. i think about you every moment. there's not a moment that goes by that you're not on my mind, that i don't picture you being somewhere in this room with me, next to me, watching me, loving me with those eyes, reminding me how sweet life is and can be. you are the one who makes it not only better, but magical. you're magic. you are a dream. i would never stop kissing you if you let me just one kiss - i wouldn't let go. i'd hold on to you forever. as long as i could. as long as you'd let me. and i'd hope you'd let me love you a long, long time. as long as it made sense. this is something we can't pass up. it would be a crime. it is a crime! it is a crime that we haven't talked. you were the one who said "life is too short" and all you did was run away and hide from what was happening to you, which is you fell in love with me this spring and you tried to close your eyes and make it go away. but i doubt it has. i just know it hasn't. i just know it. you make me weep. my heart breaks seeing your name written anywhere, or if anyone talks about you. my heart sinks. i die a little more inside, because i love you hard enough to die for you. i do. there's nothing more important to me than the love i've found. and who knows how long it lasts...why should we worry about that? why can't we live our lives without fearing what happens next? what happens next is...i hold you, i stare into your amazingly deep eyes, and you into mine, and i say 'this is home. i don't need to search anymore. i'm yours.'

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