I don't know where to begin with this.

There's a lot floating around in my head, and it's difficult to sort it all out. So bear with me, I'll see if I can make sense of any of this.

You matter a lot to me, I think you know this, I hope you know this. But I think it's important I tell you again.

Your happiness matters even more. I want to help you be happy. That's why I'm here, right now.

I think I can help make you happy. I hope I can. I wish I can.

Maybe there's others out there who can, maybe they can do it better than me. But I want to at least try.

I know you say you're not emotionally ready for a new relationship. I know your recent one was harsh. I wish it wasn't. I hate seeing you upset, in any way.

I guess what I'm trying to get to here say, is that when you say you're not emotionally ready, you want me to wait. And that waiting is killing me, it is a heavy weight burden on my heart that I feel every moment of every day. I spend a lot of time thinking about you, wondering if you are happy, and wondering if I can help you be happy if you aren't.

I know you say you're not emotionally ready for a new relationship. But rather than wait for time to heal the wounds you've suffered, I want to be there to help you along.

It's awkward for me to be standing here saying all this. I hate awkward. That's probably pretty natural. But I'm enduring it, I'm fine with it because I think you need to know how much I care, how much you matter to me.

Every time you tell me you're sad, or depressed, or are just having a rough day, I want to rush over to your side, and just hug you, just hold you. I want to be there to make it all better. And I know I might not say the right things, I don't always know what to say. I personally think it's because you stun me into a state of speechlessness. I'm amazed I don't stand there and stutter every time I'm near you.

Even now, I just want to hold you, stroke your hair, maybe even kiss you. That could be because I'm a hopeless romantic, I'm not sure. This is all new for me, it's a strange new world I've entered.

I guess what I'm trying to say is: I want you to be happy. And I'm here now to tell you that any time you feel sad, or depressed, or are having a rough day, or anything, think of me, as selfish as that sounds. Think of how much your happiness matters to me, how much you matter to me. And think of how I want to hold you, and help you get through it all. I know you're not emotionally ready. I want to help.