Addendum
Dear Amy,
The other night, you said those words. "I love you." I foolishly stuttered them back. I hadn't expected it even though I had felt them for you too. You know I've liked you for a long time. I also know you've liked me a few times before. I don't think you realized though that I've loved you for longer then you've even liked me. I've loved you since before Colin woke up; I've loved you before Colin was even in the picture. I loved you so long and so hard and so selflessly that I lost all hope of you ever returning the feeling.
So the fact that you said I love you first, well it just didn't feel true to me, not that I didn't believe you, I do. Still I've loved you through all the pain you caused me. You hurt me as soon as I'd fallen in love with you. I dreamt about you endlessly when I first moved here and you were all I could see. As soon as I defined this as love Colin entered the picture. He was all you could see.
I don't begrudge you any of these past obstacles or ceilings put on my feelings for you. I always understood why they were there, why it HAD to be that way. Now though, I can tell you, I can show you how I feel every day. It's a relief really to let this love emanate from my being, to pour out through my smiles that no longer must be tight-lipped and reigned in, my touches which no longer have to follow friendly guidelines and boundaries, and my words which I now write to you.
I LOVE you. I truly do. You are a gift I never thought I would be granted. You are more then a thousand Madison's and a million Laynie's. You are what I've prayed for. You know me better then I know myself. You are my other half. This letter isn't enough to tell you how I feel. It's not epic enough, or long enough, or thorough enough to say everything I feel. There aren't enough words, or time, or clichés in the world to say how I feel about you. So please, accept this sad attempt at an addendum to I love you. Realize this is my masterpiece; this is my telling you uncensored what I've tried to say to you for 2 years. No one could possibly ever love anyone as much as I love you.
Love (pardon the redundancy),
Ephram