Yours was the first love poem that ever made me cry.
If you are reading this somehow,
Know that I stayed up all night thinking about who you could be.
After sending out a love letter to the general public,
You heard me.
You answered me.
You are someone I'll never forget.
(https://nhariff.wordpress.com/2020/11/06/now-that-ive-finally-gotten-all-my-angst-out-with-a-few-admittedly-terrible-posts-that-i-would-be-completely-fine-with-if-literally-not-even-a-single-soul-in-the-entire-world-read-them-and-they-fell/)
It's time for an anonymous response, and one that I hope will find it's way.
A love letter, the best that I can manage with my foot always in my mouth.
Niether did I.
I really didn't expect this at all.
I didn't expect to find someone so wonderful, so special that I don't even need to see their face to know they are.
You are invaluable, you are indescribable
I may not have a way with words or impressive shows of emotion, but I do know one thing that is true.
You are loved.
Period.
I don't care what your weight is, what your height is, what your gender, or party, or race, or sense of humor, or favorite flavor of ice cream is, which I must admit was in good taste, but that's besides the point.
You are loved.
Seriously. I would not trade you for cans of beans or popsicle sticks, nuclear warheads or shoe strings.
Even if you feel unseen or unwanted, you are loved.
What a relief it is to be vulnerable.
To be completely understood and unable to hide from those who have read your thoughts and searched your mind.
What a relief it is to love someone even if you may never see them
Never meet them
Never even learn their name
And yet all the while know that you would be at their doorstep in an instant
Ready to share some loving words if needed
And recieve a promised embrace.
What a gift it is to share our lives,
And to share our {moment}
With Love, Patience, and a bit of lime juice,
Nathaniel Hariff <3
