I'm sorry that I love you. I didn't mean to. I promise. It all happened by chance. I told myself I'd never love again after what...he...did. But you found a way to make me fall for your beautiful green eyes. God, how I love your eyes. They go straight to your soul. And your smile. It makes me go weak in the knees.
I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to resist your charm. I didn't mean to. I promise. It all happened by chance. You found a way to pull me out of my slump, to make me feel. God, how you make me feel. I've never felt as alive as I do when I wake up in the dead of night and see you lying there next to me, looking so peaceful.
I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to keep it 'casual'. I didn't mean to. I promise. It all happened by chance. I told myself it would be a fling, a one time thing. But now, I don't want you to ever go.
I'm sorry, but I love you. I know you don't want that, but it was an accident. I promise. And I'm sorry you'll never know how I feel because you have...no...clue....this letter is to you. I'm sitting here writing it, and you think it's yet another poem or story to go into the drawer to never be seen again.
So I'll seal it with a kiss, and send it on it's way to a place it'll never be read. But all the while, I'll know in my heart that my love is unreturned and forbidden. Yet, without it, I'd be no more.