Dear Michael,
Day 2.
I don't know if the other letter got to you yet or not because the post office is really slow on mailing things. But I hope you reply.
I guess you could say I have Alexithymia. Well I know I do. Basically it's difficulty describing feeling to other people. But you already knew that.
So how exactly do I put my feelings to words?
You are the smell just after rain. When everything is wet and the storm has passed it leaves that wonderful smell that you just love.
You are the waves crashing into the sand. Slowly you will get bigger but then you soften up and become beautiful.
You are a rollercoaster. One minute you're up and the next you're down. So you just have to buckle up and enjoy the ride.
You are in my veins. You've invaded my bloodstream. You're in all my dreams and when I close my eyes I envision myself next to you.
I just hope you feel the same.
Yours Truly,
K
