Dear Soul Mate.

Hey there, I hope one day I'll be able to meet you. I don't know who you are, or where you live, but I'm sure one day I'll be able to see you. Maybe I'll see you walking down the street, or maybe at the store. Maybe I've already met you, and you were to scared to say anything to me. Or maybe, I was to scared to talk to you. There are some things you should know about me, being my soul mate and all. So I hope you'll understand these, and maybe, just maybe, you could learn how to love me.

I'm a very hard person to love, and I never seem to understand why. I try my best to do everything I can to make people happy. But maybe that's the problem. It could be that I'm a try hard, and I want everyone to like me. How would you feel about that? Do you think you could love someone like that? Maybe I'm to loving, maybe I shouldn't care so much. But hey, if it was like that, it wouldn't really be me now would it.?

There will be times when I just want to cuddle and fall asleep with you. Then there will be some nights where I'm a pure vixen. However, there are some nights, when I don't like to be touched. I'll shake, shiver, and cry. From some dark things in my past, I hope you'll understand how I feel. I will do my best to keep you not only happy in our romantic relationship, but in out sexual relationship as well. I can be whatever it is that you want me to be. As long as you're with me, and only me.

I love children, and I'd love to have some. I'm not sure how you feel about them, but I've always wanted to be a mother. To take care of someone, to take care of the children that comes from our love. I want to show them from right and wrong, and I want them to grow in an environment where they shouldn't be scared or worry about who they grow up to love. I want to show them that it doesn't matter, as long as their happy.

I cry a lot, and sometimes I don't even remember why I start to cry. Sometimes it just has to happen. I hold a lot of stuff in, and I know that's not healthy. I don't like to worry people how whats wrong with me. Sometimes I feel like no one should care, and some nights I stay awake wondering why no one does. Would you? Would you ask me what was wrong? Would you worry over me? Would you hold me in your arms and never let go. Could you handle me?

I can't wait to find out.