I want you to know me first.
I thank you for sparing a few minutes to read this love letter. I thank you whoever you are, or whoever you might be. I don’t know you. And maybe I never will. You may not have loved me yet, but regardless, I’m writing this love letter to you. Or better, for you.
Now as far as I’m concerned, love letters revolve around people that know or have known each other; or in some (most) cases, they are written by half of the parties without the consent or the knowledge of the other. May it serves as a tool of relieve, tranquility, or to be used as a mean of unrequited admirations.
To be honest, I’m not sure to which category this letter falls. So if you let me, I would like to take this opportunity to fairly describe myself first, shall you…
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