(This is old...I wrote it when I was like 12, but, I add onto it from time to time...)

To my one...

This is probably stupid, but I often wonder about you. Who you are...where you are...what you're doing at this very moment. Are you real? Sometimes I often wonder...you're really out there, aren't you? Or are you just an ever present dream that lingers deeply inside ever young girl's heart? Are you a mere figment of my imagination? Are you real? You seem so distant. Where are you? Are you near me? Do you ever wonder about me? Or is that a silly thing us girls do in our spare time? I wonder about you...my heart longs for you sometimes. I long for your embrace...for you to hold me...hold me so tight I can scarcely breathe, but I shan't let go for fear of missing a moment of closeness with you. I long to look into your eyes. Are you real? ...I pray for you. I pray for you all the time. Pray that all your dreams will come true, and that you'll be happy...that you'll stay strong. I pray that you will grow more and more each day into the man God has designed you to be...that you will live for Him and that you will love Him greatly. I love you...my dream...I love you. Oh, are you real? Do I know you now? Will I ever know you? I hope I will. Sometimes I feel so lonely...I feel immature because I feel I put too much time into thinking about you. I try to dedicate my full time and being to God...hoping that you'll just...happen. Am I silly for wanting you? Wanting you to tell me I'm beautiful? Wanting to just be with you? Wanting to dance with you? Wanting to grow old with you? Patience is a virtue they say...but, I'm not very good with it. I've never been one for patience...but, I'll wait. I'll always be waiting for you. Are you real?

....you'll always be real to me.