a letter of interest.

hello, there...

i would like to tell you....
well, a lot, actually.
there is so much i'd like to tell you,
i don't know where to start.

i suppose i could begin by saying hi,
and shrugging my shoulders,
and shying out of what i wanted to say.
the way i've done so many times.

or i could ask what's new,
act casual and unconcerned.
but that couldn't be any less true.
because in all truth,
i want to hear everything you have to say.
hell, what you ate for breakfast concerns me.
what time you went to bed. the color of your socks.
anything at all that tells me something about you.

but honestly, now that i think of it,
i'd rather listen to you, hours on end,
than tell you what i wanted to say.
then again, this could be another one of my ways.
i'm good at stalling, you see.

and now i know i'm here because...
because i want to be.
because i have things to tell you.
things to teach you.
things to learn from you.
i just need that little....

push....

to tell you that i think
you're wonderful.
simply. you fill me with wonder.
i don't know how someone can be so passionate,
so articulate, so intelligent,
and so grounded, all at once.

i want to tell you...
i find you inspiring.
you've made me see differently,
more clearly, maybe.
but this is the change i've been waiting for.

i think you should know that
i think you were sent to me.
for some reason. by some vessel.
be it divine, earthly, or coincidental.
it all adds up strangely. accurately.
completely.

i want to tell you
who i am, and where i come from.
what i've been through.
where i'm going.
but i don't want to tell you.
i want to show you.
i want you to learn it all through me.

because when it comes down to it,
i've been searching for someone to work, grow, and change with.
someone i can learn from, and teach to.
every morning, every night.
every month, season, year.

and something tells me.... maybe it's you.