Dear "Unnamed ENFJ",
I have often found it difficult to find the words that perfectly express how I feel about you. Words, their syntaxes and connotations are such complex artifacts of our existence, yet they almost seem too trite. I often believe that my fear of losing you is often what brings us so close to the breaking point.
My heart seems to seize up and I begin my rigid decent into clouded emotions distorted by my own insecurities. I fear I've let this fear tarnish what purity we used to have and have begun to understand the damage I have done. The damage we have done in not finding that place where we can truly be happy, without fear and without doubt. Perhaps we never will be happy and eventually, as all things that were not 'meant to be'...it will unravel?
But I will fight for what we have left until I am within an inch of my life, and my hope is someday, we can repair and rebuild, not what we once had ... but something better, more vibrant, and unsurmountable in contrast to when we first met. I miss us. I miss you. I miss myself. Please say I haven't lost you...even if we still share the same bed, break bread together, and enjoy life's adventures together. I just want to know I haven't lost you.
I love you, more than you will ever know.
Love,
A heartsick ENTJ
I have often found it difficult to find the words that perfectly express how I feel about you. Words, their syntaxes and connotations are such complex artifacts of our existence, yet they almost seem too trite. I often believe that my fear of losing you is often what brings us so close to the breaking point.
My heart seems to seize up and I begin my rigid decent into clouded emotions distorted by my own insecurities. I fear I've let this fear tarnish what purity we used to have and have begun to understand the damage I have done. The damage we have done in not finding that place where we can truly be happy, without fear and without doubt. Perhaps we never will be happy and eventually, as all things that were not 'meant to be'...it will unravel?
But I will fight for what we have left until I am within an inch of my life, and my hope is someday, we can repair and rebuild, not what we once had ... but something better, more vibrant, and unsurmountable in contrast to when we first met. I miss us. I miss you. I miss myself. Please say I haven't lost you...even if we still share the same bed, break bread together, and enjoy life's adventures together. I just want to know I haven't lost you.
I love you, more than you will ever know.
Love,
A heartsick ENTJ
