So is this how we have to be now? Completely unemotional with each other? This isn't about a kiss, this isn't about a hug, or a touch, this is about feeling. Feeling something at all, any type of reaction. Did you even notice the hurt in my eyes on Saturday? Did you notice the brightness that disappeared when you left Sunday? Do you even care? Because that's what this is about.

You told me you wanted someone to have fun with, it didn't matter about a kiss. A kiss is just that-a kiss. It binds you to nothing. It binds you to no one.

You know you are perfectly beautiful to me. I love everything about you. I love the way you hugged me, I loved the way you were so kind and good to everyone. Have I let you down? Was I not what you expected of me?

I hoped you wouldn't be about looks. Was I not all that I seemed? I thought you liked me as was, is it necessary for me to change for you? I will not do that, dear, no matter how much heartbreak it causes. If it means losing you, I must stay true to myself, no matter what the cost.

You seemed comfortable enough around me. You talked to me quietly and honestly. You usually do. Usually. Yet you know how deeply I care for you, and love you, yet say nothing of your feelings for me, be they non-existent or as clear as day. I still saw nothing from you. Did you see me crying as you walked out my front door? Could you hear my voice crack as I asked you to call when you got home? Did you see a tear fall?

Did you even notice how I would run off every now and then for a few minutes? I had to steal a few minutes to collect my feelings so I WOULDN'T cry in front of you. A lot of good that did me.

I love you, and I guess I don't understand why you won't tell me one thing-how do you feel about me? There aren't excuses anymore. You've seen me. You've touched me. You've watched me. You danced with me. You tell me everything else but that. I'd never hurt you my dearest, sweetest, friend. Should you turn away now and never speak to me again, the pain will be great, the heartbreak long and emotional, but may we meet again in better times and may we always be honest with each other. With all my love, I will let you ponder that thought on your own. I love you.

Love,