Dear Friend of Mine
Dearest friend of mine,
You have always been the truest of true. After all this time, I have found the perfect person for you. After all the late night talks of who your ideal mate should be, of what they should have, and of all the things you would absolutely need, the person made themselves known to me. They were dropped into my life right out of the blue and so many times I thought of you. Having known you for so long and knowing my own back story, I honestly think you deserve the gifts this person could bring but there is this one little thing. As fate would have it, this person was brought into my world. This person is called to me and I delight in their company. While I think of you all the time, I think that, for now, this person was sent to be mine. I have not had such good influences in my life. All I have known is greed, pain, and strife. This person is different than anything I have seen. The way that they are is often difficult for me to believe. I don't understand why they would waste their goodness on me. Still I long to be by their side at least for a time. I know that one day I will have to let this person go and when it happens I would like to wrap them in a bow and deliver them into your life. Should you two connect the world would be right. In there lies the risk. Without a connection, it would be a big miss. Then I would have given up something rare on the off chance that you can captivate their stare. To lose them for that, I am not prepared. As far as connections go, we are already there so I can't just toss it aside on the off chance that you would do better there. What I am experiencing right now is one of a kind and tho you are a great friend of mine, I am afraid my friend that this isn't your time but if it all falls apart, I will keep you in mind.
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