I wrote this ages ago, but I never bothered to put it up. When I was going through the files on my computer, I found it and liked it enough, so I decided that it might as well go up. The title's crummy. As always, if you choose to review, I'd be thankful.
Bella,
If there was one thing that I had promised to myself when I sat down to write this, it was that this would not be a love letter. For one thing, I have never written one as I've never had the need. For another, I don't know how proclaiming this missive to you as a love letter would help my goal.
When I was younger, before the days of mindless bloodlust, I was consumed. Not with the normal pursuits of young men, but with the controversy of that day. With the state's rights and the Yankees' trying to suppress the nobility of the South. With what I could do to support the cause. And so I missed the possibility of wooing somebody when I was alive.
Then, as the years passed but I did not grow older, what need was there to be able to charm ladies when they were willing? What need was there when Maria, that controller and tyrant, gave favors that meant nothing in the end?
After my escape from that lifestyle, from that constant state of thirst, Alice found me in that dinky diner in Philadelphia. And she knew the future. I did not need to convince her of anything, and in reality, I was the one who needed convincing that we had to search for this mysterious coven of strangers with golden eyes.
So this is not a love letter. This is not even a declaration of love because you already know that. This is not a love letter because in my heart (and, I think, in yours as well), you need no elaborate gestures.
That dreaded birthday and graduation party that she forced on you, I knew then that the extravagance meant nothing to you, that simple words and simple gestures were enough. In my mind, when I think of those ridiculous images I have of men literally pouring their hearts out onto a piece of paper, it exudes that kind of elaboration of which you have no need.
Instead of composing an epic love letter when you already know of everything in my heart, I will simply say that I miss you and I need you.
Love as always,
Jasper