...whoever you are. I dreamed of you last night for the first time. I dreamed of our first meeting. The first time when our eyes met, and a huge smile was spread across your face. The same identical smile that were on my face. I don't know your name. I don't know who you are, where you live or what you do. I don't know what do you love and what you don't love. But somehow I know that one day when I meet you I'm going to fall in love with you with my whole heart and soul. And every crack that exist today and is possible to see on my heart would vanish and my heart would be whole again.
I hope that when it happens that I will know how to show you how much you mean to me and how much I love you. I can promise you right now even when I don't know you that I'll do everything that I possibly could to never hurt you the way that I was hurt. I can promise you that I'll never hurt you intentionally but if I hurt you in any way, please know that it was accidentally and that I'm really sorry from the bottom of my heart.
My dream last night was a first good dream in a long time for me. And to know that I dreamed you was a icing on the cake for me. My alarm clock woke me up because I needed to go to work (oh, yeah, more about that in my next post on Saturday) and I was really sad that my dream and our first meeting was over. Some little part of me is hoping that tonight when I go to bed and fall a sleep I'll meet you again. I know that that is not how things are working but a girl can hope, right?
This post is not long, but I'm OK with that because the things that I need to say to you are for me to know now and for you to find out when I meet you one day.
I'm looking forward to meet you one day and to love you for who I am when I'm with you.
To you my mystery man...
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