My dearest Rapha,

It’s been a while. My apologies. I thought I had met you. He was a counterfeit. I’m sorry for not recognizing that earlier.

I’m terrified that I won’t be able to recognize you. My heart is a lot broken after this experience.

For the first time in a really long time, my tears are actually because of a man. I feel a hot mess.

Baby, where are you? The men out here are doing me so much wrong! My sincerity and pure love are doing me no good here.

I don’t know if I’ll be the same when you come. I’m going to be honest with you. I’ve got probably one last try in me before I just give up on relationships for real this time.

I gave up two years ago and writing these letters made me feel that maybe there’s someone out there for me.

I don’t think so right now. Because I’m writing this letter to someone who doesn’t even exist.

This letter is different because I’m so hurt and disappointed.

I hope we meet soon.

Love,

B