A Love Letter

Hi,

This afternoon I found myself falling asleep while imagining that I was cuddling into your chest. I felt your warmth around my body and found comfort. I've had such a long week, I could only dream that I was coming home to someone . . .you. 

I had a dream, of you, of us. And for a brief moment when I opened my eyes, I thought I was waking up with you by my side, only to realise I was once again, waking up to an empty side of my bed filled with only pillows. I was only cuddling with pillows. 

How can I love someone I haven't even met? 

How can I imagine myself wrapped in yours when all I could see is the blurry image of you in my head, in my dreams, in my thoughts?

It scares me sometimes to think "what if you're already here, and right in front of me but I just couldn't see it? What if I kept missing my chances to be with you? What if we both were thinking about each other but are too afraid to confess?" Gosh, all these what if's. 

How could I feel you so near but also so far away? 

Who are you? And why do I love you so? and how silly of me to believe that you exist not only in my head. 

Maybe we know how we feel for each other but we are also afraid of hurting ourselves. 

So I'll just keep waking up until our day comes. Maybe we've met before and we didn't know it. and maybe we'll meet again and get it right this time. For now, I'll be where I am and go through my days with thoughts of you in my heart. I shall someday love you without doubts. 

See you.