xii. the purple flower

so you don’t believe me.

it’s ok, i knew you wouldn’t.

maybe this letter will help.

your whole life, you’ve been incredible at telling people you love them.

you give remarkable compliments without hesitation.

you write the most beautiful letters the world has ever seen.

you feel so incredibly deeply and strongly about so many people.

you are amazing at communicating and understanding how you feel.

you are practical.

you have always known exactly how you feel and you have been able to communicate it flawlessly.

that’s all you need to do, right?

but wait.

people still seem to be intimidated by you.

people don’t trust you, sometimes, when you tell them you love them.

i do.

when you told me i was giving dumbledore literally my entire core melted.

but that isn’t true for everyone.

why is that?

perhaps it is this simple.

you are good at communicating love.

you have yet to get good at showing it.

you have never, once, asked me to hang out.

you’ve never initiated any sort of time with me.

but at the same time, you’ve told me you’ve loved me, and proven it to me, so often that I literally cannot deny it.

your compliments have meant more to me than anyone in the world’s ever have.

i want you in my life, desperately. I have since the moment I met you. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more instantly drawn to someone before that point.

No, I am sure that is true.

I think most people feel that way about you.

You are magic.

You are remarkable.

I, like the rest of the world, would kill to spend more time with you.

And that is why, our entire friendship, I’ve been begging to see you more.

Don’t you want to see me?

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