Dear Mr. So and So,

I really am writing this to tell you that I miss you. I am copying my best friend when I make posts like this, but mainly because I think she has great ideas and I want to let you know these things even if I refuse to put your name on this. I will just let you assume it is for you, or maybe you will think it is for someone else. Who knows. I actually wrote this in my head last night as I laid there sleepless until 2 in the morning. I used to think about you a lot, but in the last couple weeks my wheels haven't been spinning as much when it comes to you as they were a couple months ago. It was really fun being around you so much. My whole association/relationship with you was one of the most exciting times in my life for several reasons.

You made me feel like a princess.

You made me like myself because you liked me.

You gave me a lot of hope.

You made me remember how good it feels to anticipate the little things. Like leaving for lunch everyday at 2 pm just to make sure I get home after the mailman has come to check for letters. I don't leave work for lunch anymore. Well, part of that is because I cut my hours back and don't get a lunch, but if you were still writing me I would make time for it.

You made me realize that there are still people out there that love interacting with children as opposed to them being a nuisance.

You showed me that there are people still dedicating themselves to something grand, even if you slipped a few times.

You told me I would be an amazing mother because I passed your test.

You told me you could marry me... and that we would probably get married. I don't think the latter of that is true now.

You made me smile when I was sitting at my desk just thinking of you.

You distracted me from the stress of my job. Even if it did cause me to slack a little... okay, so maybe I slacked a lot. But it was definitely a good distraction.

You made me giggle like a little school girl; especially when you would tickle me on your bed and I would try desperately to get away. Somehow we both ended up lying on the floor tangled up kissing here and there in between tickle sessions. Hee hee. That still makes me giggle.

You made me laugh really hard to the point that I couldn't talk. Like once in a deserted park while in my car... okay, I am not finishing the rest of that but I will just say there were young kids on bikes pointing at us.

You made me feel sexy. Like the first time I came to your house and you took me to every room in the mansion to kiss me... then got caught by your friend when we were in the storage closet. Oops!

You taught me what looooooong goodbyes are like.

You introduced me to some really great people.

You almost ALMOST made me know what love is.

My favorite day with you was when I went to your house for the first time and met almost your entire family. Well, not the entire family, but a lot of them anyway. Your cousins LOVED me! It was really fun, comfortable, and you made me feel like I was irresistible to you.

I will never know what love is with you and that is okay. Not everyone is for everyone, but at least we had a lot of fun while it lasted. I will probably always wonder what it would have been like to let things take its course and progress further in a romantic relationship, but then again I have this same thought with everyone I date. We have a lot of similarities, but at the same time a lot of differences. You are a good guy, but not the one for me. Maybe someday we will cross paths on a more regular bases. Maybe we will have the opportunity again when we are more compatible. In all honesty, I think it is done. Only the romantic side anyway. Some days I wish that you would stop talking to me so much, but that is only because it is really hard for me to distance myself from something that I know I should not have.

I do not know if you read my blogs. I really do not think that you do. If you do, that is okay. I hope you realize that I still think the world of you...