Hey you,
I miss you in ways I usually keep to myself. I catch myself wishing you were beside me when I have something to tell you. Sending a message is nice. Hearing you laugh right next to me would be better.
Sometimes I keep our conversation going because I am not ready to let you go yet. There is always one more thing I want to ask. Really I just want a few more minutes with you.
I want to take you out and sit close enough that our shoulders touch. I want to hold your hand on the way home. I think about what it would feel like to hug you and not have to pull away so soon.
I am falling in love with you. Saying it makes me nervous, but keeping it to myself has become harder. I want to be the guy you can lean on. The one you call because you want him there.
You are not someone I want to keep admiring from a distance. I want to learn what being loved by you feels like. And I want the chance to love you back properly.
Love,
Ashter
