I miss you deeply, even though we haven’t met yet.

I don’t know if you can hear me, but I miss you — not just your presence, but the connection we’ll share.

I’ve been searching for you for what feels like a lifetime. It’s strange — this ache in my heart, missing someone I’ve never met, yet knowing you’re out there somewhere. But finding you has proven harder than I imagined.

I long for that quiet world where it’s just us, where I can let down all my walls and be your girl — the one who’s a little stubborn, a little cheeky, but who purrs under your touch because she feels safe with you. I miss the comfort of knowing you’re there, the peace that washes over me when you pull me close. Your voice, your smile, your witty comments, your strength, your care, and the way you lead with such confidence and grace, and how it’ll all become a part of me. I want to find myself wishing to be by your side, where I feel cherished and free to be my truest self - dreamy, a little shy, sometimes silly, and always full of affection for you.

I often think about the simple, beautiful things we would do together — walking hand-in-hand, cooking a meal, watching a movie, playing games, or just talking for hours about everything. It’s these moments I miss the most — the idea that we could share not just our passions but our peace. I want to be the one you trust, the one who provides you with a sense of calmness and love, a place where you feel completely free to be yourself because you know I hold your heart with the utmost care.

I imagine the ways you'd claim me, every possible way — the warmth of your hand around my neck, the weight of your arm draped over me protectively, your touch possessive yet tender, and those moments when your fingers would trail down my neck, your lips brushing my skin with a soft kiss. I can picture how your voice would soothe me, saying, "Do it for me" with that quiet authority, and I’ll do it because it’s you asking, and then you whispering "Good kitten". You’ll never hesitate to show me that I’m yours, and I’ll belong to you in a way that feels natural because you’ll have earned every piece of my heart, body, and soul.

It’s these little things that I miss, the things I've never had but somehow feel like I’ve lost without even knowing you yet.

I’ve never fully explored what being submissive means to me because, truthfully, I’ve never trusted anyone enough to allow them to take the lead. I’ve learned to be independent, to stand on my own, and you're the only one who knows how to gently peel back my layers, who understands that the part of me that fights is the same part that wants to be tamed.

I know you’ll take your time with me, that you’ll let me guard my heart until I’m ready to give it to you. I want to be yours in the truest sense, knowing that with you, I can finally surrender my stubborn independence. I want to be seen, really seen, and understood in a way that allows me to surrender to you completely. Not because I’m weak, but because I feel safe enough to let go. I’ll be your brat, your doll, your partner — and I’ll show you the same care and devotion in return.

Sometimes, I find myself doubting that I’ll ever find someone who understands the delicate balance of trust, affection, and dominance that I need. But even so, I’m writing to you now — maybe it’s hope, maybe it’s a wish that you’re out there feeling the same way, waiting for me just as I’m waiting for you.

Wherever you are, I hope you’re searching too. And when we find each other, I know it will feel like coming home.

With all my love and anticipation,

Yours, when the time is right.