Dear You,

Hello ma'am. Before I start this letter, I would like to acknowledge the fact that, I do realize that I do not know who you are at all. I would like you to understand that, as you may not know, you have caused me the most pain I think I could ever endure.
Now, I know I have never met you at all. However, from everything I have heard about you, you seem to be the person I most despise, and I am superbly glad I have never met you. If I had, I would not be able to resist wanting to rip you apart. It seems as though everything you do is horrible, and thought of only from the perspective of what would give you pleasure. You disgust me.
I would like you to know that this thing that you have recently done, may be the worst you could have possibly done. I don't know how or why you did this. But you've caused him and his family more crap than should have ever been allowed. But by doing what you have now. You've gone way too far. And you've hurt me in the process. I cannot nearly imagine what this is like for him, but I can tell you how I feel. Let me tell you a story.
A kid sees this toy in a window, and immeadiately falls in love with it. He does everything he can to earn it. And on Christmas, his parents get it for him. And he is so completely happy with his toy, he's been happier than he's ever been. And then, on new year's day. His parents take it away from him, and tell him sorry, but he can't have it anymore. And the toy sort of took away a part of the kid; the part that was the only happiness in him.

By doing what you have done, you are destroying me. He is the one thing that brings happiness to my life. He makes me happier than I can put into words. The feeling of his arms around me, looking up at his amazing eyes, the sound of his heartbeat I can hear when I put my head on his chest. Every moment I spend with him is one I wish I could put on pause. He is forever in my heart, and he now holds it. If and when he has to walk away, he will be taking my heart with him. He is the only one I want, and will ever want. No matter what anyone tells me. No matter what happens, he's burned into my memory, and for that, I will never forget him. Which makes the ability to stop loving him, impossible. You are probably just like every other adult though. Thinking I'm stupid and naive to claim feeling this way. But you don't understand. And I don't expect you to. I am in love with this kid. I regret not telling him that in person.
But you, you shouldn't get the privilege of taking this away from both of us. I am praying to God, with everything I have, that he won't have to be away from me.

I don't expect your cruel heart to understand or even care about any of this. I just thought you'd like to know of your ability to make one person, one kid, one that you have never even known the existence of, so miserable that it is internally killing her. You should be proud.

Sincerely,
Alyssa.