The Love Letter - with JY's Edits

Cher Frat Boy,
The whole reason why I was upset that you left last night was that I had something to tell you. As you know, I’ve been dating a few boys for a while now. There is/was:

Cigar Afficianado
Lean Cuisine Guy
Pretend Straight Guy
The Tortured Artist
The Indie Rocker Boy
And you…The Frat Boy

Well, I wanted to tell you that I’ve made my choice. He’s beautiful – every inch of the 174 inches of alabaster skin, sea after rain blue eyes and curly blonde hair. He’s my David, my Heathcliff,It’s funny because he makes me angry so much of the time, but for some reason, I’m OK with that. He's my Noah. I love to hear him talk, even if it’s a subject as dull as commercial real estate. It’s his passion, his fire that lights something inside me.

So there it is. On the eve of your birthday, I give you my heart on a big silver platter with a bow on top. I’m a big chicken for not saying it all to your face, but I’ve always been able to communicate so much better on paper.

Now I know we’ve talked about this before. How you don’t want a serious relationship. The last thing I want to do is to make you uncomfortable or put pressure on you. In fact, I’m perfectly happy with the status quo. I don’t want to spend every waking minute together. I like my alone time and my time with the girls. I suppose I just wanted you to know how I feel about you - that out of all the possibilities, YOU are the one that stands out. You’re the one I want to be with. So don’t worry, I don’t want you to be my trophy husband.

Though I’m hoping for the best, I’m expecting the worst. At the very least, I want to stay friends with you. And I hope that my confession won’t ruin that. Because I think we make an amazing team and that would really suck to lose that reciprocity. I think I’m a better person for knowing you, and I hope that you can say that same about me.

So what do you think? Don’t worry about hurting my feelings. My tough exterior protects my sensitive parts, so I can take it. I just want to know how you feel. Like a wise man once said, “Love is not for the feint of heart. You have to risk it all to seize it.”

Happy pre-Birthday, Frat Boy. Don’t be a wussy and tell me how it is.

Avec beaucoup d'amour et d'affection,
Kate