Sir,
You’re only human, and you have many flaws. Know that I would take them all — if you would take me.
For the peace you create, I had never felt before. For the joy you bring, I had starved for a long time.
You feel safe, familiar. You feel so good, uh. Even with the distance between us, even if our bodies never touched. That’s actually the crazy part.
You call my name and I want to run right up to you. To fall in your arms, to fall at your feet. Let you pick me up, hold me tight, spin me around.
I would give you all of me — and accept all of you.
But could you handle me? I mean, the real one. Would you still like me? You’re up for many surprises. Some really good ones, some much less. I’m only human — but I like to think I’m a little special. I like to think you’d love me, all of me. As I do all of you.
By the way, don’t take it wrong if I don’t ask you many questions. If you feel like I don’t want to get to know you. I want to, deeply. But I also know, the more I’ll know about you, the more I’ll love — the more it’ll hurt in the end. Because it will, ultimately, end.
I want you — all of you. But you don’t belong to me. Still, as much as I accept it, there is no way I can stay away from you. From your pull. From that peace in the midst of chaos.
If you asked me to I’d give up everything to be close to you. Pull the trigger on the gun I gave you when we met — I wanna be close to you.