"Hey Future Love,
I didn’t know how to start this letter. Dear, or hello, couldn’t decide which sound better. I went for the informal because I’m not trying to impress. Try to make it laid back so there’s no need to stress.
I know I don’t know your name — but someday I hope we’ll meet on the street and no longer be alone. Sometimes I gaze up at the stars and imagine how it will be — where will it happen? Will you just turn and look at me? Will we discover the meaning of "love at first sight"?
Perhaps it will take one or two nights — laying out under the stars and discovering the mysteries, asking questions that have eluded the minds of many for centuries. Maybe it will be our laughter that floats in the air — that makes us turn in the right direction, at that moment, right there.
Our eyes will meet, and it will be just like in a movie, we’ll smile at each other, and you’ll ask me out for a cup of coffee.
All the secrets I want to share but for now I keep. Each poem I write makes me somehow feel closer to you, based on emotions that I know to be true.
When life gets me down, I look up at the night sky. For a long moment, I’m silent but eventually I’ll sigh — someday we’ll meet, and it’ll be like we had never been apart. Because you know when you’ve found the one that completes your heart."
