U.P. and Down
Dear Ms. ________
The sight of you makes me happy. It stirs up this emotion that is unknown to me, that feels much like fear but unlike it, I do not cower nor do I step back, but I am spellbound, exactly where I stand. I do not understand, nor do I want to understand why I am like this, I’ve never felt it before. I do not know you, nor do you know me, and this only deepens my wonder at my predicament. Had it been fate or just ill circumstance that led my gaze upon you, I think about it still.
Blank, I left it that way primarily because I know nothing about you, secondarily because I shan’t give in to clichéd descriptions, however fitting they may be. There just something about your smile that is indeed quite enchanting, a bit of faerie magic that’s a burst of sunshine in any storm. There are also those eyes, strangely common but they betray a kind of fire within you that burns brightly, a cheery and wild personality maybe. If I am wrong, please forgive my inference. There’s also this warmth that I observe from you, maybe it pertains to the warmth shared in a friendly hug, the warmth you bring into a room, the warmth that invites a friendly conversation or the warmth you share with your friends, I do not know for certain and maybe I shall not find out.
All I intend to do is to express my message, nothing further and nothing else. I shall also stop looking at you and for you, and I shall remain nothing but another shadow who hopelessly wonders why the light is so beautiful. Here I end this, this, whatever you may call it.
May you be blessed a fine life and continue to bring happiness into this world.
It is quite tiresome to look up into heaven, imagining what it’s like up there. Thankfully there you are. One look at you and I’m already in Heaven.