You asked me for a secret. I couldn't think of one at the moment. A week past. Kept thinking about you. Kept thinking about you. Then I suddenly had the secret, you wanted to know, come into my mind. I wrote it down. The secret you want to know. I don't know if I should read it to you or let you read it yourself. I don't know what to do. Should I even mention it to you or should I not tell you at all. I have to see what I'm going to do when I see you again. If you or I even mention the word, "Secret"; I am going to tell you my secret.

You are so beautiful. I was immediately emotionally and love struck by you. I like you right away. I kept looking at you in silence. Of course you noticed. You smiled knowingly at my obvious love struck silence. "What's on your mind?" you asked. I was silent. Looking at you. Your smile widened. After a minute of me not talking, the words finally came out of me. "I'm in love with you." Your smile melted my heart.

What does your heart feel? What does your heart dream? What are your heart thoughts? What is in your heart? You are everything my heart feels and dreams.

I think about you. I know we're not together at the moment. But know you go with my love.

My Dear N[      ],
I'm thinking about you. I miss you. I found myself falling in love with you. I want to be there with you. But the memory of you must hold me over until I see you again. Until then.
I found you so beautiful. I love your smile. When we were together I am so into you. I am captivated by you. I keep looking at you and I feel my love for you. I almost told you that. Along every time I thought about kissing you. You are special. You have a special place in my heart. But one thing is certain I belong to you. Heart, body, and soul.

Yours, R

I'm thinking about you. I miss you. I liked seeing you. I liked seeing you smile. Sitting next to you. We held hands for a moment. Electric. I felt. Looking in your brown eyes. I got lost in your eyes, in your face. I almost leaned in to kiss you at every moment. But sitting there, being with you felt right. And I hope we get to do that again soon. Because I miss you.

When we see one another, it's always nice to see you smile. I see a wonderfully enchanting look on your face when I sing when you hear me and to you. I feel the words every time but especially when I sing them to you and I see by the look in your pretty face, you feel the same.