Do not ask me, please why I am writing to you, I would probably say that is the worst question I would not have answered, I would post as a mute rose in front of you without telling why, why am I here, about what do you think you exist for me, why are you still here.
You would have deserved to address me "my dear" but you are more than that, I find it hard to call you "my dear", but I'm dear, it's all, it's my best to start with to write "I love you"
I miss you, I miss you, everything that's beautiful, everything that's gathered your soul to yours all the time.
I have no answers, no questions, no words, no thoughts, I do not want to outline dreams and hopes, you know them better than me, but all I feel is that I miss you of your whole being , of all the love that lies in my chest, for fear of losing it. I do not miss "them" it hurts me to go even for a moment the thought that someone had the power to cast my smile out of my sight, so many times, but ... I miss the whole being you, you mine!
Today I am happy, I am very happy, because I can enjoy your heart with the most beautiful love I love you.
I do not know what I meant for you, on what part of my body I was part of, from which I totally do not know why you are losing me, why you keep me tight, I do not know if you hate me or love me but everything I feel I tell you and know is that:
I love you with all my heart and if today I write to you, although you have taken me out of your life so many times, although I have promised so many times that I will not bother you anymore and the next day you found me at your window or near the pillow it's not because I do not have a word or lost my balance and character, it's because you're part of me and I do not know how it's without you, I do not want to know.