Once again the day draws to a close, and a new one begins. And like
every day for the past several months, my mind thinks of nothing else
besides you. I can't help the longing that aches deep within my chest.
The steady rhythm of my heart pounds out your name. It's all I can
hear, nothing else matters as of late. A whirlwind of aphrodisia swirls
inside me every time I think about what we have shared. My obession with
you drives me to write these letters. They call to me like a ghost in
the darkest night. I am powerless to the sound of your voice, the
thought of your touch, the feel of your breath, and the burning of your
skin against mine. I know that you probably don't feel as strongly as I
do, but I must let you know what is happening to me. The mere mention
of your name sends me into a feverish crave to at least see you. To at
least let my tired eyes witness the glory of your company. I must
sound like a madman, doting over you with such a ferocity. But my soul
will not let me write anything less than what I'm truly feeling inside.
My whole being wants you more with each passing second. Like Romeo who
longs to see his love and wonders with all his heart and soul why he
can't just be with his Juliet. I to have longed to find the reason that
we must use the confides of the night to cover our passions. I know
that it would never work out for us, but I crave to know what kind of God
would keep such desire apart due merely to the reasons of society. How
would we look to the outside? Two people who have betrayed. One a
lover and the other a dear friend. Sometimes I feel a deep shame for what
I have done, but the yearing I feel for you over shadows all thoughts
of regret. Will we ever be able to openly share our feelings? Who
knows? But in the mean time I want you to know that interest turns to
wanting, wanting turns to desires, desires turn to needing, needing turns
to lust, lust turns to passion, and passion turns to love. I'll leave
you with those words. Do with them as you will.
As always you are forevermore in my thoughts
Your Romeo
