Dear FUTURE YOU!
Dear Future YOU,
There was something about you that made me think of sparks and motion. I still see that now.
There is no word for the recipient of the love. There is only a word for the giver. There is the assumption that lovers come in pairs.
When I say, Be my lover, I don’t mean, Let’s have an affair. I don’t mean, Sleep with me. I don’t mean, Be my secret.
I want us to go back down to that root.
I want you to be the one who loves me.
I want to be the one who loves you.
You are that feeling that I don’t wanna forget, ever.