*Disclaimer: this love letter is towards dancing, not a
person. I've been dancing for 6+ years and have established a relationship
where if I’m not able to do it, then I feel as if I've lost a part of me. This had
actually happened due to multiple injuries this past year. Pardon the
cheesiness in this letter, but it’s how I truly felt without dancing.
Dear Love,
This past year hasn't been the same without you in my life.
As I listen to music, I have the urge to bring you out, but I hold myself back
because of what hurts most. The things that hold us back from being together
resulted from making irrational decisions such as dancing without proper
stretching or playing basketball tipsy. Ever since then I've only been able to
feel your cold shoulder (in reality, an ice pack) and the sorrow growing within
my soul. I now know what I've done had damaged our relationship and kept us
apart this whole time. If I had made smarter decisions, then we would be
dancing the night away, however this isn't the case. Whenever I see people
dancing on the internet, the television, or even when I’m out with friends, I
feel a sharp pain in my heart and my moral drops faster than water flowing out
from the sink. Every time I think of you I feel like I’m dying inside because I
can’t dance. You were there before any of my girlfriends, you kept me in shape
after high school while everyone else put on some weight, you were my stress
reliever, and you were the gateway to making new friends for me. You've also
been the reason why I've been confident, original, and a little cocky and
arrogant at times. Now that you’re restrained from within me, I’m a shy guy
always looking down because there’s nothing worth bringing my head up for. It
hurts when I try to be optimistic that I’ll be fine the next day, but my smile
turns into a frown once I feel the pain in my shoulder and toe as I wake up to
the morning sunrise. I've got to be more positive because there’s a saying “Pain
is temporary. It may last for a minute, an hour, a day, or even a year, but eventually
it will subside and something else will take its place.” One day my depression
and sorrow will be replaced with joy and happiness. One day I won’t have to
feel the cold ice packs on my shoulder and toe. One day I won’t have to hold
myself back from dancing when I hear music. We will be reunited and I will feel
completed once more. The difference between you and my past girlfriends is that
no matter what stupid stuff I do or if I’d rather spend my time elsewhere, I
know you’ll always be there for me, even when I die. So until the day I am able
to dance comes, I’ll be waiting for you.
Your first love,
Allen Matsumoto
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