Curtis

I tell you I love you all the time, but I don't think you understand. I love you. Really. As in, I'm in love with you. I am not kidding. You are like, one of the first people I ever told about being molested. You were the only person that made me feel like I wasn't damaged, or less of a person or anything. You still made me feel... valuable, special. I can never thank you enough for that alone. After that... you just grew on me. A lot. You've got some things wrong with you, I know, and you have a girlfriend, so I know we'll never be together. That's alright I guess... But the truth is, you're incredible. I'm not sure when I fell in love with you or anything. It might've even been before I dated Sam. It's been a year since I first met you. After I quit, I figured that any feelings I had for you would fade, but I think they may have intensified. Seeing you today has definitely proved that true. I've missed you. So much. I hope that I get to work with you again, because I've missed you more than you know. I don't tell you because I don't want to become a problem between you and your girlfriend. I wish I could tell you though, because the truth is, when you're arms are around me, I feel... better than I have in a very very very long time. I miss you so much.