My Dearest,
I am writing this letter to you, and I've never even met you. But I know you exist. You must. I refuse to believe that my life will remain a lonely hollow shell as it so often feels now. I know you are out there waiting and dreaming for me as I am waiting and dreaming for you. Thank you for that. Thank you for the 100 kisses you give me daily in celebration of the hundreds of days we spent waiting for each other. Thank you for always supporting me and challenging me to reach ever higher to dance among stars I never dared dream upon. Thank you for sharing your fears and insecurities, and for helping to face and conquer mine. Thank you for holding my hand during sad movies and walks in the park and for holding my heart when i'm feeling fragile. Thank you for letting me be your confidant, counsellor, lover and friend and for being all this to me and more. And, perhaps, most importantly, thank you for loving me and letting me love you in return.
Yours Devotedly,
M
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