to the boy with green eyes,
it’s currently 11:24pm and i’m listening to deadmau5’s aural synapse. i’m not sure if you like this kind of music actually because every time i give you my phone, you play a song i don’t even understand, but that’s my fault isn’t it. or maybe i can just blame it on my mother for not teaching me spanish when i was a kid, but that’s not fair to her either. i do wonder if that’s all you listen to? like, seriously? just kidding. i haven’t known you long enough to know a lot of things about you.
i suppose that’s the main reason why i’m writing this letter to you. i have so many things i want to confess to you, but it’s too early to tell how you’ll react to the things that are locked away inside my head. plus, at the moment, i have no idea if i will even give you this letter, but if i do, i hope it doesn’t change what we have, especially for the worse. i really like you as a person and the last thing i want is to push you away.
i should start off by saying that i think you’re a kind, selfless, gentle person with a very big heart. i feel, just like me, that you put other peoples’ lives and happiness in front of yours just to make them happy. you live vicariously through others and so long as the people around you are happy, you’re happy too. but are you really? are you truly, truly happy? content even? i only ask because i want you to be and i don’t mean to overstep when i say this, but a part of me just wants to cherish you and make you feel important and remind you that you deserve so much in this world, more than you know and i hope that someday you see that worth. i hope you get everything you ever wanted in life, in due time.
forgive me if i’m wrong…
i was so drawn to you the first moment i met you that one saturday at the gym. i asked you for your name, but i completely ignored you because i was so focused on your green eyes, which in my opinion, are your most attractive physical feature (and your smile being a very close second) and how they reminded me of someone. i literally had to go up to one of my friends and ask her what your name was because i was too embarrassed to ask you again. that same day, you sat next to me on the couch after the workout and just sat there for ten minutes, listening to a conversation my friends and i were having. you were so shy. i like shy. you pretended not to listen, but i knew you were. this too, was when i found out your favorite liquor is “vodka.” i put it in quotes because i can hear your accent in my head as i write it.
this may come off as a little pathetic, but as of late, ever since we’ve been hanging out more– going downtown and picking you up from the hotel, i’ve been daydreaming about your smile a lot. not only that, but that side-eye look you give me when i say something challenging or perhaps anything with a sarcastic tone. i catch myself smiling or laughing at that particular part of you way too much, like when i tell you to go heavier on your weights– side-eye stare/eye roll is your favorite, yet the perfect reaction.
in case you haven’t noticed, and i hate to admit this because it just makes me vulnerable– i adore you. i adore your eyes, your smile, your voice, your accent, your tattoos, your defined body, especially your legs, the shape of your nose, the color of your hair, your perfect teeth, the way you dress, those side-eye stares… just everything about you makes my heart hurt for every good reason, like when someone cries tears of joy. but above everything else, it’s your big heart and humble mind that makes you the most attractive. anybody would be so lucky to be loved by you and i really hope that pers– i mean girl, treats you the way you deserve to be loved.
i don’t know if you believe everything happens for a reason like i do, or if you believe that people come and go from our lives for a reason too, but whatever the case is, i thought you should know your importance to me and how coincidental the timing was.
months before we met, i was feeling very numb. completely numb. i didn’t feel sad, anxious, excited, not even happy. i’m not sure if you’ve ever felt this before, but it can sometimes feel worse than depression. for months, i was living day by day with no emotions, almost like a body without a soul, just feeling so empty inside and no food, no water, no love, or kindness could fill the void deep inside my chest.
not until you came around…
it all started the first day i picked you up from your hotel. you don’t understand how excited i was to see you and to be in your presence, to be in the same car as you and breathe the same air as you and maybe get to know you better than a “gym buddy.”
i can tell you were a bit nervous and a little shy when you got in the car. i mean, you’re still shy to this day, but i think it’s cute. why do i get the feeling that you’re always in deep thought?
days passed and we saw each other more often. those were the best days. the not so better days were still good days, like when i didn’t pick you up. i either hoped to see you in class or get a text from you because for once in a very long time, i finally feel so happy again. i forgot what it meant to be this… light and airy, as if i’m floating through the wind.
you have made me laugh, smile, blush, and taken my breath away more than you’ll ever know and i hope you know that i’m so grateful each time i get to be in your presence.
i’m the type of person that cherishes the smallest of things– like how you text me less than two minutes after dropping you off, “thanks for the ride.” seeing your name be the reason why my phone lights up makes my stomach flutter and seeing those words makes my heart melt. all i ever really need is for someone to speak their mind to me and tell me exactly what they’re thinking and feeling. is that too much to ask for?
you really are such a beautiful human being, inside and out and you deserve so much in this world. i really do hope you get exactly what you want in this lifetime.
i’m really sorry if i overstepped. i had to let all of these feelings out somehow. please, if i do ever give you this letter, don’t let things change unless they’re for the better. i don’t want to lose you as a friend and i really hope we can stay in touch whenever you do leave this place. if i’m assuming correctly, we have four months and twenty-one days left, but to be honest, it’s not something i want to think about. i mean, who’s really counting?
please don’t change that humble, kind, and selfless personality of yours. people like you are so difficult to find in this world.
lastly, i’m sure you have a lot of colleagues, friends, and family you can confide in and trust, but i hope you know you can come to me if you need anything.
ps i still have so much more to say…