I want you to write a letter from the perspective of the admirer. You can go sweet and soulful or intense and obsessive. Alternately you can write a series of intense, short love/erotic letters between two people.
You may or may not have noticed me, but no matter.
I just wanted you to know that you are the sunshine in my world, the music in my silence, and the warmth in my emptiness.
Every day I hear your gentle voice, imagine you are talking to me and me alone, that I am the centre of your universe as you are mine.
We are so different you and I, opposite sides of the tracks don’t even begin to cover it, but most of us cannot help who we love, even if it is so painfully obvious our feelings aren’t returned.
I sit on the sidelines and listen as you reassure others, your kind ways and compassion, how you take their hand in yours and soothe away their pain.
You are unique, rare and priceless, all things wonderful rolled into one beautiful package, and I am honoured to know you.
I am old enough to be your grandfather, but what I feel for you goes beyond that of family.
When my time comes, I hope it is you chosen to sit with me for those last precious hours, when I will be the centre of your attention as I slip from this world into the next.
Never change Sweet Angel.