From your Secret Admirer,
Perhaps I spend too much time day dreaming rather than taking steps to actualize my yearnings. But how would man court a God? The smallest of my flaws seem as significant as the first breath of a new-born in your presence. I could embody courage itself and yet still fall short of uttering a simple, “hello” in your company.
Perhaps you over-look your beauty. Perhaps you feel apprehensive because love has failed you on more than one occasion. Perhaps you focus on your flaws too much. Perhaps you’ve lost faith in tenderness.
Perhaps I’ve seen heaven. Perhaps I’ve found the reason for my existence in this time and place. Perhaps I have found something that ignites my soul and wakes me up with passion every morning. Perhaps my prayers have finally been answered.
A simple glance from you makes me feel like a rose bud blossoming for the first time, opening up its petals to the warmth of the sun. I guard my secret securely, though with careful observation you may see my perspiration whenever I am in your vicinity. I surely know why I have been given the gift of sight, for your image is akin to working of da Vinci. At times I question your authenticity; could something exist which is so perfect?
I must somehow, some way muster up the audacity to express myself to you. I ultimately only fear what we all do; rejection. Who would even attempt to walk up to heaven’s gate just to be told NO. What a heartbreaking experience that would be. How would I recover? How would I reassemble the shattered pieces? How could a flat ball every bounce back? My predicament has me in between a rock and a hard spot; say nothing and I risk never attaining that which my soul seeks after, however I feel like it’s the bottom of the ninth, final game in the world series, the bases are loaded the count is 3 balls-2strikes. If I swing and I miss, game over. If I connect, I win everything that I’ve ever imagined. I can’t just watch my dreams fly by without taking action though… I must swing…
Here goes nothing. My name is Jared and I’ve loved you since my first sight of you, even your shadow makes my heart flutter. I am your admirer; however, it has been a secret only know by me up until now. Today is the day I share that which has been kept in darkness since its being. I want to get to know your fears as well as your ambitions. I desire to understand your philosophy regarding life. I wish to be acquainted with that which makes you smile. I yearn to learn the rhythm with which your heart beats. I suppose the simplest way to go about this is to say this, “I really like you and I would love the opportunity to get to know everything there is to know about you, would you want to maybe exchange numbers?”
XOXO your not so secret admirer
