Hi my beautiful boy, I really don’t know if you’ll see this, but anyway I’ll write it anyway. To be honest, I’m not sure if my love for you is romantic or platonic, or maybe even beyond any bound given a real name. But what I do know is that you’re the one on my mind every second of the day. I can look at any form of nature, a little bee or a hefty tree, and your glow haunts them. If mother nature, or in your case father nature, was embodied into one person, you would be them. Every time you call me handsome, a huge, stupid grin spreads over my face. Every little giggle you type out just makes me want to kiss your pink lips until the next sounds breathless. I could be that boyfriend for you, just us in a little wooden cabin in the middle of nowhere. I don’t think I’ve ever felt how I do for you for anyone else, it’s something I just can’t explain. If I was better, I would tell you all of this right now. Stable, ready, completely certain, but I’m not. Maybe this is just me being a reckless, mentally ill teenage, but either way, I’ll be there whenever you want me to be. I hope you know just how perfect you are in my eyes.
From, your crow.