Love Letters

From the moment we first spoke, you had my interest. You asked me a simple question and when I turned to answer I saw you and I was immediately intrigued by your voice, your unusual style and the type of person it takes to ask what you did. Then I heard you play our instrument and I was so excited to be playing with you. From then on I made sure that you were helped and had what you needed. From your point of view, I was just another girl who was just being nice. For me, I was going out of my way, because I wanted to make a good impression. You are kind, but I know you know how to be rude. You've done nice things for me and that made me happy, but who knows if that's just because it's in your nature. You're one of the few I genuinely talk to in a day, and I'm not sure you know it....

i've written a lot to you– none of which i've ever actually shown. there's so much that i wish i can tell you, but i never know how. i never know if i should even bother. that is, until i remembered this website that you've mentioned a while back. maybe you'll find this. maybe you won't. either way, it'll be here. let's start with the obvious. i miss you. you’ve made me feel warm and loved and content, hell, you’ve shown me what being loved was like. it was a new feeling to me. maybe it was to you, too. sure, it was a little scary, but it was something that i’ve wanted to feel for so long. i longed to feel wanted; to feel as if i was worthy enough to be cared for. i wish i was there beside you right now. wrapped in your arms, not a worry in my mind. just us two tangled within each other...

Victoria, jag vet att du säkert har hört detta många gånger. Jag vet att du har haft många patienter, många känslofyllda hejdån, men det finns några saker jag vill att du ska veta. Jag visste inte att det fanns sådana som du. Jag visste att det fanns bra psykologer och att deras uppgift är att hjälpa en, men det finns ingen som du. Du vet säkert att du är bra på ditt jobb, att du är en varm, lyhörd människa som får dina patienter att känna sig sedda, men jag tror inte du helt och hållet förstår hur viktig du varit för mig. När jag kom till dig var jag helt nedbruten, helt krossad och övergiven. Jag hade aldrig förr upplevt att någon lyssnade in mig som du gjorde, med hela din själ. Du grävde i mig och hittade det lilla barnet jag hade tystat ner så länge. Du pratade direkt till henne och...

[Mr. Right for Me – I’ve met pieces of you in people I care about, but hopefully one day I will find many of these pieces in one person.] I love how you roll with it when I pitch ideas and how you show faith in me whenever I tell you about a new goal I’ve set for myself. I appreciate how you challenge my self-doubt and remind me of previous successes. I love how you share your hopes, dreams, and goals with me and let me in, so I can support you in things that make you happy in life. I love how we are each other’s cheerleader: encouraging each other to go for things we want no matter how big or small and no matter what obstacles we may face, because we face so many of them as a team. I love how we daydream together and let it lead to new things to hope for and new fun adventures...