Dear Ryan (<---I know him well enough to be on a first name basis),
To put it simply, I love you. We have never actually met, but I know we are soulmates. Mandy's cool, and I like that you married someone who used to sing about candy, but I really think we'd get along. I would even settle for being both of your best friends. We could hang out; laugh, eat cake, play with your animals, hike--really, I'm up for anything.
I haven't always loved you. In fact, our relationship is at about 2 1/2 years. I'd heard about you from shows like One Tree Hill, but since my music taste had not yet evolved, I was still paying $200 to go to Britney Spears concerts (still love ya Brit!). Enter the boy to end all boys--thanks to him, you came into my life. You rocked my world. Sang me to sleep. Gave me jams to soothe my broken heart. He gave me a mixed CD of your songs. I waited a few days to actually listen, but when I did, I kind of freaked out. Where the eff had you been all my life? Why was I so stupid as to only listen to music that a 15 year old would listen to? In an instant, you became the love of my life.
Within weeks, I got every single album you ever made. And your books. For a solid three months, my life consisted of only you. You totally get me--telling me we're going to win, to put my troubles behind me, and go on to bed (you know how much I need my sleep). I think I would have had a nervous breakdown after that boy disappeared had it not been for you.
I know you have tons of fans who all probably say they're your biggest fans. But I'm serious. I really think I am. I've never seen you live because I chose to start loving you after you finished tons of touring...but for this next album (it's probably the highlight of my year), I hope and pray that you will come sing to me.
I've often thought about what I would say to you if we ever meet. Probably something similar to this. I just wanna warn you though, that if we ever do cross paths, I will probably freak out and try not to have an anxiety attack which will inevitably not work causing me to cry a teeny bit. Just smile at me real big and give me a hug and tell me that it's gonna be okay and I promise I'll calm down so you can realize how much you love me.
Sincerely,
Emily
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