Dear Charlotte,
Thoughts of you comfort me when I'm alone and I feel I have no one in the world, you make the emptiness inside me all go away. The sadness melts into nothing. And life, somewhat feels better and hopeful. You are the white cloud that won't drift away even if there's a storm looming. I am glad I have you.
You are an enigma on your own.
Whenever you look at me, I wanna know the science behind your smile. The imprint it makes on my fragile heart like ring watermarks left behind by a hot cup of java on a cold morning. I remain mesmerize. You are a great mystery to me. You are wonder. You are LOVE.
Daydreamer,
Seamus
