16 December, 1999
  Dear Raechel,
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Who hasn't wanted something so bad in their life that they would be willing to do anything for it? That's me just hoping for a bit of your precious time and more. As you walked out of my door this morning on your way to work, I saw a dream slip away. I held the door open clenching my hand around it as tightly as I could. I stood there hoping, dreaming, and praying that you would turn around before you got all the way down the walkway, but you didn't. That is why I know you love me. You wanted to turn around and stay, but you know you couldn't. You're moving away soon and turning around would have eaten the both of us up inside.

I know you have probably heard this a thousand times before; every movie has a fairytale ending like the one I wish for. You've always been by my side just lurking in the shadows of my mind. I guess that was just my heart's way of hiding you from me until the time was right. Still, the time is not right, but that really doesn't matter to me anymore. All the translucent dreams I have created in my head seem to appear at the thought of you.

Last night, while you slept, I laid awake at your side while constant daydream ran through my head. You danced in a storm of rose petals for all the world to see. It was a metaphor. You can't hide your beauty from the world forever; I'm just the lucky guy who got to see it first. Maybe someday I won't have to dream anymore.

Love,

Eric

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