From the beginning, we had a lot in common. That wasn't what drew me to you, though. Your personality captivated me. It would not let go. Things became so bad that I yearned for the moment you showed up at my house, only so I could get a glimpse of you. I waited patiently day after day, content to just be near you.
Then it happened.
Alcohol no doubt played a part in our expression of our feelings. But everything I told you that night was true. I love you. My heart belongs to you, as much as I might wish it different. I hate feeling as if you regret our encounter, because you have not spoken to me since. If only I could hear one word from you, I would be content with my memories.
You gave me happiness that I haven't known in a long time. I thank you for that.