If I were to write, “to the person I know is reading this”, there would be a misconception as to who you are, for I know there are multiples who would believe I am addressing them.
However, to the person I know is reading this, I apologize for the way I can allow my emotions to get the best of me at times. I can be fire or ice, rarely dancing between in a state of lukewarm. I often hold too tightly, or shove away, rather than remaining placid.
To the person I know is reading this, I thank you for being my distraction when needed. I appreciate your thoughtfulness and reaching out, regardless of your ego. I find your vulnerability to be most beautiful, and my reliance on you may be greater than you know. I am still learning how to properly lower my guards around you without allowing my fear to gain control.
To the person I know is reading this, I wish you were here, to escape the chaos of the moment and disappear into a tranquil place together.
So tell me, as you read this, do you know? Is it you?