I write to you from my house: In the country, in the county, to be
precise. As the the cars drive by, it blows a terrible wind, which
throws the pages of my notepad about. I find it ironic that I will
finish writing you this letter while sitting in the house because three
weeks ago, also here at the house, I had made a decision, which deeply
concerns you.

On that day, I had decided that my fondness and affection for you, which
I have long termed a "crush," had reached a point where I was beholden
to express it to you.

That decision still stands.

That's why I'm writing this letter to you.

Now, you may ask yourself - Isn't three weeks an awful long time not to
act on such a decision?

Well, to this I would reply that most great decisions in history have
not been enacted quickly. Rome was not conquered in a day. Nor was the
decision made by our forefathers to draft a constitution undertaken
hastily.

On the contrary, Kelly, they had a lengthy convention to discuss this
matter. And during this convention, may I remind you, they went through
no small trouble and expense to ensure that they were all present,
housed, fed, and well provided for as they endured such daring, and yet
rewarding, task. Haste could have ruined what became an incredible piece
of work.

I am too a cautious man, and I do not take hasty and ill-conceived
actions.

Nevertheless, there is a second, and perhaps overriding reason for my
tardiness in telling you about my feelings. It lies in a complex course
of events and circumstances that can perhaps best be summed up in one
word - momentum, or the lack thereof, if you prefer.

I will provide details:

Three weeks ago, I wished nothing more than to tell you that I found in
your eyes the brilliant green of a thousand suns, and found your
personality altogether agreeable, and further that I wished to be your,
shall we say, "someone."

I was alone then, and my resolution unique.

But when you were present, however, it was within a wider circle of
friends and I thought this matter better handled between only the two of
us. I had occasions to spirit away with you to a private location. But
for reasons, which now escape me, I chose not to do so.

Then you decided to go home and go to sleep. We had both imbibed some
alcohol, so I was in turn left drunk and lonely.

Having found the proper person, I was unable to alight on the proper
moment.

Nor was such problem unique to that one night. Quite the opposite, I
found myself stymied time and again. At many times you were not present,
at others I had other pressing considerations, and still other times
were just downright inopportune.

In fact, as often as I steeled my resolve in preparation to marching up
to you and forthrightly declaring that your very name caused my heart to
flutter, it was as often and on those occasions when you were
suspiciously absent.

Now though, I am preparing this letter so that our special moment will
be a matter of text and record, to be enjoyed at your convenience, and
available for nostalgic purposes in the future. This said, I will now
attempt to motivate and explain my "crush" by listing salient facts of
which I am aware about you:

a) Your physical appearance is such. You are tall, and some might say
statuesque. Your eyes: blue. Your hair: brown. Face: Angelic. Skin tone:
Light to no tan.

b) Your presence in a room lifts my spirit and I find that your smile,
which always presents itself in the right moment, makes you glow with
warmth and desirability.

c) There are unique characteristics to your speech. A tone of
condescending sarcasm, uniformly applied. A tendency to start sentences
with "Wait." Great variance in pitch and inflection, which has a
distinct but yet unmeasured correlation to variance in speed. A distinct
and charming laugh.

d) Your attitude towards me is such. I know that you consider my sense
of humor agreeable as you have expressed your appreciation of my jokes
on numerous occasions, and have uttered the expression, "Patrick is
really funny." When you enter a room, you make it a special point to
greet me, above all others. You consider me a "spazz," but in a good
manner, and similar to yourself in that respect.



Now, leaving aside any personal considerations, the primary obstacle to
a blissful union of souls is that you are three years younger than I
am.

However, I am not unduly concerned about this because, while such a
fusion would cut across convention, I find that one of your most
striking and attractive qualities is your strident unconventionality.

I, the undersigned, trust that this declaration of affection and amorous
intent will be received with great pleasure on your part, and await a
swift reply, which may hopefully lead to a successful series of
correspondences between our persons.

With great anticipation,
P. Christopher


Please note: I do not know a Kelly, just had to come up with a name for
the title.
Until...

You again...!

LMAO Ontario

Women enjoy reading those types of things...so shhhhhhh

really...why...?

Its very romantic and he seems like a romantic guy

Really...it seems corny...are you sure its not the beer and
medication...?

HMMM I am allergic to alcohol...and I am taking lots of medication right
now...but NO he has lots of good posts in my opinion but hey thats just
my opinion :)

Have,nt seen you around much lately hows things with you...?

I am doing ok...took some time off on here...been sick a lot here
lately.
How have you been doing? You spreading the love around?????

of course...!

I can tell that you are a lovaaaaaaa boy :)

lol....me....?

HMMMM UMMM yep

Well...I do what I can...!