You probably don't know, but I like you. So much. I guess somewhere in my head I'm going to tell you one day, but who knows, that day may never come. Cause I'm stupid like that. Cause maybe you don't like me and I'm better off not telling you, you're better off not knowing. But really who knows. Maybe, yes theres a lot of maybe in my life, but maybe one day I'll let you know at something might just happen.

Everyone's gotta keep hoping on something. If not theres no reason to go on is there? I don't know what you're hoping for. Perhaps its love too, doesn't mean its me either. Perhaps its freedom, I suppose we all need a little more freedom than we actually have, well most of us.

I can't say for sure that I love you. I don't know. I think when you love someone you should be able to give everything for them. And I find myself counting the things I have in my life, and one by one I say yes yes yes yes yes. But theres just one thing that I don't know. I really don't know.

My mind flies around like that, but I realized that if I was just given one wish that I could let come true I'd end up sitting on the floor and just about crying.

I have my dreams, and I can't just throw them away.

Not to say I would choose them over you.

The point is, I can't .

So I've come to a horrible point in my life where I realize I have no clue whats happening.

And this open letter degenerates into me once again, adrift lost somewhere in an inaccessible plane.

I have issues, its okay if you think I'm screwed up cause of them.

Maybe I am.