Friday, March 21, 2014

PERSONAL/LOVE LETTER: DEAR MRS. RIGHT

Dear Mrs. Right,

People say that home is where the heart is, so I guess that means that my real home is in your chest. Yes, I do mean YOUR chest.

In my entire life I have never felt fully at home anywhere. I have had home-like feelings at times and in relation to certain places, but nothing complete. It's like all my life I have lived without my heart, without my home. My conclusion is this: my heart has always, and will always belong to you. My home, where I will belong forever, is with you, in your chest. My heart, is in your heart.

Sometimes I get around people and I feel my heart beat. Or I go somewhere like Chicago and My heart beats. Those people, and those places, let me feel you. I can barely even explain it and I don't know how it is even possible. Maybe it will all make sense when it become crystal clear to me who you are. All I know right now is that you've already got me. You've always had me. You will always have me. I have felt the absence of you my entire life. I have been devoted to finding you; and once I do I will be devoted to only you.

Maybe I am crazy... but a part of me believes that you can feel my heart. Maybe you don't understand it yet, and maybe the day you realize it will be the day you realize I'm the one. Or maybe you'll never feel my heart until I have won yours.


My heart belong to you,
My heart beats only for you

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