Love Letter(s)

I pace up and down the room. Thinking about you. I have written you countless love letters, never gave them to you, thinking you would never take me seriously. And now it is coming to a point where everyone else knows how I feel for you, except you. Or maybe I thought so. Your words changed it all. I have been locked up inside my room for the past six hours. Listening to love ballads, heart-strung

 melodies thinking I'm hopelessly in love with you. I ran out of cigarettes; my mind going over what you said repeatedly. The sheer excitement of those words. Bloody, I never thought anyone could believe my love was worth having. And you of all the people thought it is so. We might have to work a little bit to keep it this way, but I so shall do it with all my heart. Just to hear those whispers of yours every night. I think of every waking moment, every silent night and make dreams, nice things we can do. I imagine what it would be like to sleep next to you. It is a glad moment. More like chocolate pancakes with chocolate syrup and a dollop of chocolate ice cream. I am nice to the world around me. You make me nice.
Love,
Me.

P.S. - This is another love letter you may or may not see. ♥