Day 1 — Your Best FriendDay 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 —Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
Dear you,
Let’s see. Like my last letter, I pretty much stopped using the term “crush” after high school. But I digress. A “crush” by definition is someone you like, and I do like love someone. I looked through the list, and apparently there isn’t a day to write a letter to a significant other if you have one, so I suppose this is it.
I doubt you read my Tumblr, and I’ve already told you everything that I want to tell you, nor do I think that the people who do read this are all that interested in hearing my lovey dovey talk. But I do want to say here that never have I met someone (let alone been with someone) as affirming, patient, selfless, and loving as you. I’m still in shock that I met someone as amazing as you are while dressed up as Lady Gaga at a Halloween party.
I’m the luckiest person in the universe.
Love,
Paola