You know, every time I think about you, I just wish we weren’t in the positions we’re in. I wish you didn’t have to be so far away. I wish I could just know what’s going on in your mind.

I wish you would just look at me and tell me you want me to sweep you off your feet and give me the permission to run after you with everything I have.

In some ways, I run away with you every night. Sometimes, when you text me, I imagine your smile as you tell me we can finally just forget all the worry and be together.

I wish I could know for sure whether or not you’ve deemed me worthy to ask you on a date, let alone for your hand.

But I guess that’s the point of the fear and worry, it’s worth the risk for most. But, to me, I don’t want to lose your sight for the chance at a life with you, I’m content to sit and wonder and ponder and pine.

You’ll always be mine in my heart. And maybe this won’t always be an unsent letter, but for now, it’ll rest here. It’ll be another unspoken word of my heart laid here to rest.