Dear Monica,
I have no idea how to say this to you in person and don't know you'd react. I am afraid of loosing you and being alone, to have you reject me, that I can not tell you this. I need to get it out there, even if you will never know what is written here.
You are so beautiful, your ebony eyes just light up like a child's' and it warms my heart to see you so excited. Your chocolate hair, so soft and wavy, I love to watch it bouncing free over your shoulders, or blowing gently in the wind. Your soft, warm lips curve up, smiling at me, I get happiness from seeing you smile at me.
To see you every day, would mean the world to me; you are my world, I don't know when but I have fallen so in love with you that if you were to die, it would surely be the kill me to.
But my love for you is forbidden, and you shall never know of my feelings for you. To know this breaks my heart, but I am comforted by knowing that I spend each working with you.
John.