Dear... Kris
I miss you. I don't want to say "I've missed you" or "I'm missing you", because I think I may miss you for forever.
How long since we’ve had a real conversation? I can't even remember. I can't even remember what you look like, or the way that you spoke to me. But what I do remember is that I accidentally fell in love with you, the boy that's thousands of miles away from me. I keep telling myself that I don't, but my heart can't control itself when I think about you, about us, about what we could have been.
You wander into my mind every once in a while, and even into my dreams.
I miss you so much. It's crazy to think that I don't even know what you look like. I have never seen your face though I have thought of how you look for so long. But I don't and may never be able to see the shape of you. Strangely, that never made my feelings lessen.
Every time we speak, I feel warmth in your company; but now I've come to realize that I can never feel it again.
I miss you, even though you've never felt the same way.
I miss you, and perhaps I'll miss you forever.