A Letter from a Guy to his Soulmate
Because it is February, I've written a letter again :">
To you who I thought I would never meet:
The me that is writing this letter to you hasn't met you yet. I know this is somewhat weird, but I'm writing this letter in the hopes that one day, I will get the chance to give this to you. As I am writing down these words, I made a promise to myself. I promised that when I finally meet the person that I will love for the rest of my life, only then will that person see this letter. I promised that if ever the day comes when I meet my soulmate, I would never let her go. And on that day when you told me you felt the same way for me, all those promises I made that I thought would be broken... and I found my piece pf heaven the day that I met you.
Did you ever feel like you were missing someone you had never met? Did you ever feel like you were longing for someone you don't even know? Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable. I've been doing this job since I was very young, and I've always asked myself...why I was really doing all of this? Why am I making myself lose another chance to meet you sooner? I could just be a normal boy with a normal life, who would have normal dates and a normal encounter, have a normal relationship and a normal happy ending. But then, I'm an idol after all. Something that seems so normal will never happen to me... or so I thought. With all the publicity going around me, there were certain things in my life that I strived to keep private. There were things in my life that I wanted to keep to my own. And yet, fateful meetings happen quite coincidentally... In this crazy world wherein I exist, I never would have thought that I will ever have that lucky, normal encounter that I was dreaming of.
Promises can do such things to us. They warm our heart. They make us feel safe, and protected. They fill us with hope. They make us believe in “forever”. They make us believe is consistency. We try to warn ourselves ahead of time never to believe promises, but they end up broken, along with our heart. I’m always going to be careful when it comes to promises. That's why in your hands you now hold this letter. I'm going to make all those promises that I made on the day that I wrote this letter.
Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. Maybe at the time I wrote this, I was unconciously looking for that missing part of myself. And when I met you, it was like everything naturally fell into place. That sense of longing and emptiness went away, and then it was replaced by those sensations that I only felt when I met you. There were days we felt only things like impatience and uncertainty and resentment... but because you were there for me and your smiles were warm, we managed to walk our way here,
with hands at our side to hold on to each other. And hopefully, we will never let go.
To have someone you like exist is a fortunate thing. Because, thanks to that person, you’d be able to do your best in all sorts of things. Though it’s a happy thing to have loads of friends, I really don’t think there’s a necessity to have loads of people you like romantically. To be able to do enjoyable things together, to argue occasionally, to have a partner that matches your emotions squarely, free of pretense. An existence where, even without friends, and even without family, you can think, “I’m fortunate”, what would that be like? I’m looking forward to the day - someday - I can realize, “I have someone I love, and I’m happy”.
Thank you for making me feel this way. Thank you for making all that I've ever dreamed of come true. Thank you for everything that you ever did for me. And thank you for being the person that received this letter. I will never forget the moment when you read this letter; it will always, always in my heart. And that's why I want to try and tell you... Thank you. And from now on, thank you.
To you who I thought I would never meet:
The me that is writing this letter to you hasn't met you yet. I know this is somewhat weird, but I'm writing this letter in the hopes that one day, I will get the chance to give this to you. As I am writing down these words, I made a promise to myself. I promised that when I finally meet the person that I will love for the rest of my life, only then will that person see this letter. I promised that if ever the day comes when I meet my soulmate, I would never let her go. And on that day when you told me you felt the same way for me, all those promises I made that I thought would be broken... and I found my piece pf heaven the day that I met you.
Did you ever feel like you were missing someone you had never met? Did you ever feel like you were longing for someone you don't even know? Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable. I've been doing this job since I was very young, and I've always asked myself...why I was really doing all of this? Why am I making myself lose another chance to meet you sooner? I could just be a normal boy with a normal life, who would have normal dates and a normal encounter, have a normal relationship and a normal happy ending. But then, I'm an idol after all. Something that seems so normal will never happen to me... or so I thought. With all the publicity going around me, there were certain things in my life that I strived to keep private. There were things in my life that I wanted to keep to my own. And yet, fateful meetings happen quite coincidentally... In this crazy world wherein I exist, I never would have thought that I will ever have that lucky, normal encounter that I was dreaming of.
Promises can do such things to us. They warm our heart. They make us feel safe, and protected. They fill us with hope. They make us believe in “forever”. They make us believe is consistency. We try to warn ourselves ahead of time never to believe promises, but they end up broken, along with our heart. I’m always going to be careful when it comes to promises. That's why in your hands you now hold this letter. I'm going to make all those promises that I made on the day that I wrote this letter.
Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. Maybe at the time I wrote this, I was unconciously looking for that missing part of myself. And when I met you, it was like everything naturally fell into place. That sense of longing and emptiness went away, and then it was replaced by those sensations that I only felt when I met you. There were days we felt only things like impatience and uncertainty and resentment... but because you were there for me and your smiles were warm, we managed to walk our way here,
with hands at our side to hold on to each other. And hopefully, we will never let go.
To have someone you like exist is a fortunate thing. Because, thanks to that person, you’d be able to do your best in all sorts of things. Though it’s a happy thing to have loads of friends, I really don’t think there’s a necessity to have loads of people you like romantically. To be able to do enjoyable things together, to argue occasionally, to have a partner that matches your emotions squarely, free of pretense. An existence where, even without friends, and even without family, you can think, “I’m fortunate”, what would that be like? I’m looking forward to the day - someday - I can realize, “I have someone I love, and I’m happy”.
Thank you for making me feel this way. Thank you for making all that I've ever dreamed of come true. Thank you for everything that you ever did for me. And thank you for being the person that received this letter. I will never forget the moment when you read this letter; it will always, always in my heart. And that's why I want to try and tell you... Thank you. And from now on, thank you.