Can I open to you some more? I've told you that I feel your special, that I think your beautiful.. but I've never really told you just how much you mean to me. Lately I've been thinking about you and the feeling I've been getting has been somewhat surreal - when I think of you I feel there is a new sense of life for me. I love that your soul is so pure, but at the same time this for me can turn into fear... fear that the beasts of this World will clutch on to you and take away your purity; the very reason that I love you. I don't know why my love stopped at you. I said it was because I got fed up falling for a woman only to never make my love noticable to her. Was I really just finally fed up and willing to act on my feelings for once, or was the reason being that I knew you were too special not to take a chance with telling you how I felt, because knowing if I didn't, it could be the biggest mistake of my life; or is it possibly more and infact fate - do you believe in fate? ...Afterall, I had seen you before we ever first properly met; at that time I wouldn't have had a clue that we would've ever met again!