Letter #11

Dear A.,

I love seeing you at the height of your emotions. I can feel the furious fire burning when you’re angry. I can feel so much freedom and passion when you share with me your passion of music. I can sense a lot of powerful emotions that flow within you. It makes me feel so energized and exicted. I realize that because of this you are quite volatile and may explode in rage or any emotions at any moment. But I am willing to take that chance. I love the rush I get from you, and I am patient enough to sit through your hard times beside you, without interference, since you don’t like it. I might sound silly, don’t I? But I’d give anything for you.

So, firecracker, I do hope that my online absence in the next two days will trigger some longing emotions in your heart. I wanted you leave you tonight without a goodbye, but I couldn’t bring myself to do that! Rest your fiery head in peace tonight, love. Please take care, and I hope you know that you’ll be on my mind throughout the time that I will be away. It is only my hope that you’re thinking of me as well.

Missing you much,

The Girl.

Letter #10

Dear A.,

I’m going to make you miss me, love… hehe… be prepared.
Love,

The Girl

Letter #9

Dear A.,

Looking at today, things are still unclear, but it was better than yesterday. I’ll have to go on patient-mode again… but please don’t stop opening up to me. Talk to me. Share with me. I want to hear you out and support you. I know you hate interference, so I won’t do that. I just want you to know that you can share anything and everything with me and trust me with it. I want to build our friendship on trust and respect first before anything else.

I know I have my head right. You’re important to me, even though you don’t know it. I try to make it clear that I really care for your well-being. I hope you listen. I trust you know how to make smart decisions though.

Love,

The Girl.

Letter #8

Dear A.,

I suppose you’re more realistic than I am, huh baby? I must learn to take it easy. I must realize that the only relationship we’re having now is an online one. I can never see your face, or touch your skin, or feel your stubbly chin and snuggle up in your sinewy arms. I must realize all this, and take things as they come, and as it is. You’re thousands of miles away from me. I fear that your heart is further.

Our talk today didn’t click as much as it did the few days before did it? I begin to wonder again if I am just disillusioned. That I was just convincing myself that you and I had any remote chance to be together. Maybe I am beginning to put pressure on our friendship, and I’m starting to have expectations out of our conversations. To have each conversation better than the one before. Well, I guess that cannot always happen. We’re all human. There will always be highs and lows to anything I suppose.

Maybe it’s because of this subconscious pressure that you’re pulling away? I admit that I probably overdid some emotional confessions to you just now. That I love it how you get that mood rush and that you share it with me. That I missed talking to you when you’re not around. I’m sorry, it was probably too much to take in a span of a few hours.

I do not like to sound pathetic like this. Maybe even almost desperate. But I find it so hard to find someone like you. The things you do. The things you love.

But what I found bewildering is your responses to me. In the beginning you were distant, but now you’ve warmed up so much, and your replies can be so sweet sometimes. You’re not just playing with me are you? Sending a girl to 7th heaven just for kicks and then just leaving without taking responsibility of it by following up? What’s going on here, really? Sometimes your mixed signals just drives me nuts. I’d like to have some assurance, or some straight answer… good or bad, I just want to know, so I can act on it. I’ve dedicated myself to work for your heart, even though I had second thoughts in the beginning, but I’m not backing out now. So, just let me know what you have in store for me. Am I in or out? I don’t like getting myself all hung up here.

p/s: I get it now, I’ll keep the confessions down in the meantime and i’ll take it easier.

With all my love,

The Girl.

Letter #7

Dear A.,

Can I safely say that you like me as much as I like you? You pay me so much attention and you put in much effort in thinking about things I like.

You know how the usual online friends are…? The ones whom you chat with one day and they’ll forget most of the conversation the next day when you bring something up from that past conversation? The worst ones are those that make an arrangement or agreement with you and then flat out forget it the next day. You’re not like that, though. I’m so impressed. You actually remember all the little things. I find that so rare, and it means so much to me.

I love it how you tell me that you miss doing things with me online, like talking with me and sending me stuff when you haven’t been online in awhile. I feel very happy to know that you think about me. I think about you all the time. And I constantly miss you, even when you’re talking with me.

Thank you for giving me this chance. I cannot wait to meet you soon, though it might be only in a few months’ time. We’ll do all the things we’ve talked about, and more!

I really care for you. It’s only my hope that you realize that one day.

Love,

The Girl.

Letter #6

Dear A.,

I want you for that too -and possibly more- but right now it’s the best feeling in the world! You’ve opened up, and I’m so happy! You showed appreciation for my presence, and I’m touched.

Hoping to see you really soon as I’ve promised, let’s do it

Love,

The Girl.

Letter #5

Dear A.,

I’m missing you.

Love,

The Girl

Letter #4

Dear A.,

You are so generous and passionate about the things you love. Thank you for the wonderful long chat we had today.

I still wonder if I am nothing more than an online friend to you, though…

Love,

The Girl.

Letter #3

Dear A.,

I know I’m wanting what I can never have. I can never have you. It sure seems like it. I wish I was closer to you. But you’re probably feeling the same for that girl. The girl that you can never have. We are similar in that sense, I suppose. We are both suckers.

I think I’m selfish. I am selfish with my heart. I refuse to give the others a chance, even though the rest shows definate interest in me. But my heart is still there out there in the open for you, when you only show some minor interest. I am unable to get over this phase yet. I suppose I am a sucker for you.

Love,

The Girl.

Letter #2

Dear A.,

If I feel the emotions and meaning from the songs you send me, does it bring me closer to your emotions? I can feel this part of your heart and it’s full of bittersweet pain. My heart sinks and excites at the same time when I think about this.

Love,

The Girl