A letter to my beloved best friend...
There are some things that I really want to say to you... to express to you... but I don't know how. Aside from simply coming up to you and saying them, there really is no way to tell you how I feel. So I won't. My ideas, due to the poor means of communication words provide, might be misunderstood and cause our relationship to become uncomfortable. So, I've decided not to tell you. And I'll compose and publish my letter here.
I love you. I always have, and I always will. My love for you is deep and permanent, and while non-sexual, it is true love. I could never sleep with you... it would destroy and alter something that I can't specifically name... But I could curl up next to you and fall asleep quite easily... My love is boundless. I love you despite-- no... because of your faults and unattractive behaviors. They are spicy and real and they make up part of who you are. Your character is fascinating, and I can only hope to continue to be an important part of your life for as long as you are an important part of mine.
You have always been such a wonderful protective and supportive person to me... you have been with me and been there for me ever since I met you. You were there for me when I was in love, in pain, in confusion. You've had more faith in me than I have ever had in myself... and I am endlessly grateful for that. You've provided me with an anchor of support, if not always sanity. With you, I feel that there are emotional things that will not change, even if our two separate lives do change on their own. I feel like there is something real and permanent about my love for you. It is like the sky when the mountains may crumble. It is like a background in front of which I will assume the various characters and personalities that this world directs me to.
There is nothing in this world that I would not do for you. I trust you with everything I have, and everything I am. I believe that you know this... and that you have known this for a long time.
I can only speculate on where these feelings came from. I might imagine that you are a kind of soul-sibling... and that we've been together for multiple lives. I can create elaborate theories and stories about our past lives together... the one where we were lovers... in Japan perhaps... or the one where I was your beloved pet bird... or some other silly nonsense. But the story that seems to be most true is one that places us as protector and partner to each other. Mutual and equal trust... as if we were employed to do the same task, and to do it together. In a world of lies and deception, you were the only one I trusted, and I was the only one that you could trust. Images and ideas similar to this have struck home with me and reminded me of you. I'm not your soul mate... and you are not mine. But I believe that we have known each other for an inconceivably long time.
I want to tell you these things. Perhaps someday I will tell you. Perhaps someday you'll see this, and I'll never know. However it happens, I want you to know that I love you, and that I'll always be there for you above any other person, be it lover, boyfriend, dream or depression. I count myself among the luckiest souls in the universe for meeting you. Thank you for being here for me.