Dear future girlfriend #47
Another year passes without you, another one arrives holding some hope.
I’m finding it very difficult to even imagine finding someone who is utterly and completely perfect for me. Someone who could make me happier than I ever even thought possible; someone who could give me a new reason to breathe, a new passion for life.
Yet, I’m still holding on to the little bit of hope that remains. Because I know when we’re finally sitting there reading these silly letters together; I’ll know everything that I have imagined about you will not even compare to who you truly are.
No matter how low waiting can get, it’s going to be so worth it.
I’m holding on.