Title: Unfinished Love Letter
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Personal work.
Warnings: Little bit of both suggestive and vulgar language.
Summary: An imaginary love letter.
Note: This started out as an entry for one of my normal LJs, but I decided to turn it into more prose writing. Based in truth but told through a tinted glass, as so many of my ‘true’ stories are.

I love you. Did you know that? I tell you every day, so one would think you would know by now. You don’t seem to know, though. Not really.

You’re always so kind to me and I thank you for that. I admire you in so many ways, are you aware? You have a lot of talents and strengths. In so many ways, I wish I could be more like you.

Some people would say it’s impossible to fake a smile, but you and I, we know better. When you live a life of lies for so long, they begin to become more natural then the truth. We’re trapped pretending to be happy to live these lives that we hate. We lie to each other, we lie to ourselves and we lie to everyone else. That’s just the way it is; the way it always has been.

I think about you all the time, but I think you’re thinking of someone else.

It’s ok. I’ll just lie and say I haven’t fallen in love with you. How could a person like me even know what love is, anyway? I’ve never experienced it. Only the voices in my head keep me thinking that it might exist.

Would you hate me if I said I wanted to kiss you? I do, you know. I want to feel your lips crushing hungrily againsy mine like something you’d read in one of those yaoi stories that I’m far too fond of. Am I crazy for wanting to taste you?

There’s even a part of me that longs to be owned by you; taken, dominated and possessed. I’ve always had a secret desire to find someone who could hold me and control, if only for a short while, and make me feel like I belong to them alone.

Fuck. Sometimes, I think I’d kill just to see you in person. to hear your voice. Even if it was just one time. But then the dream falls away from me, leaving scars where it had burned into my soul.