Dear Seth,

Being in love with you is like going outside in the middle of a thunderstorm, it's fucking insane. 

Tonight my emotions are all over the place. I did not realize, at the time, that I was setting myself up for the ultimate heartbreak. I have to laugh at myself because of who you are. I feel so damned stupid right now. But I do know that if I went back in time I would do the same thing over again. 

Just a little while ago I found myself subconsciously rubbing the left side of my chest. Not because it hurt (this time), but because of what I had forever etched there; your name. And when ever I find myself brave enough, I look down. It is my source of comfort. 

p.s. I love you