Dear Nicholas Jerry Jonas,

I know you'd rather me call you Nick, but I felt it was necessary to address you with your full name, as you deserve that much at least.

I want to start off by saying how much I want to thank you and your brothers, and everyone who helped you become the incredible band sensation you are today. You inspire me and I'm so grateful that you and your music made themselves into my life, I wouldn't of got through half the things I have.

Ok, I would like to introduce myself.
My name is Rosmy. Roz-me, if you're having trouble with the pronunciation.
I'm half Italian and an eighth Scottish if that counts for anything.
I'm around five foot four inches tall, I think I've stopped growing but I want to grow a bit more to be honest with you.
I'm fairly dark, with brown eyes and brown hair, but I try to put bright colours into it if I can.
My birthday is on the 19th August and I'm currently fifteen years old.
I live in a small village just outside a town called Newmarket in East Anglia which is located in the UK. Yes, I'm from England.
I'm always wishing to break into the Entertainment Industry, and as crazy as it might sound I think I'll always believe it will happen.
I don't know where to start, I've been on stage since I three or four and never stopped loving that buzzing feeling you get. It's so hard to explain to anyone who doesn't perform, but I'm sure you can understand.
You can't control the emotion or the power that overcomes you, it's electrifying and almost euphoric in a way. That's what I live for.

Enough about me though, I want... well I NEED to tell you this. As cheesy, and as cliche' and perhaps as creepy to you as it might sound, I would very much like to express my feelings to you. For you.

There are so many places I could start, but I think it's best to start at the beginning.
I first started to get into 'The Jonas Brothers' in late 2008, when I caught a glimpse of 'Camp Rock'. I watched the movie and fell in love with everything, and that what inspired me even more.
Around the beginning of 2009, I started my frenzy. When I become engrossed with a certain someone, I research everything about them and tend to type their name into YouTube every day and search by 'Newest' so I know I haven't missed anything.
I promise you, I'm not a stalker. It's just a obsession that wears off after a while and I slow down and don't get hyped up about needing to know everything about you everyday. And it was too distracting and you made me forget about the world around me, so I tended to 'forget' to do my homework :)

I found out more about you guys. The history of the band and how it got started etc.

I was so intrigued by everything you did, and I wanted to be a Jonas Brother so badly. You're right, you ARE literally living the dream and I'm amazed at how humble you all are, and how you can still understand so much of the 'real' reality in the non-celebrity world. And I know your parents keep you grounded, and that's awesome and that's also what makes you seem so genuine and I think that's why people love you.
You look and seem to be able to get on with everyone and seem so approachable, and try to get rid of all the bad energy around you and just focus on the good and that's why you are so HUGE and why you are such megastars.

Time to be honest, and I'm good at that. I may not be beautiful, or hot, or incredibly intelligent but I am honest. Very honest.

I'm totally in love with you. And your brothers. I see you as brother figures and wish for just one day I could hang out with you guys and go crazy.

I've probably not watched EVERY single interview or performance you've done but I've watched ALOT.
I need to get your appearance out the way so I don't feel awkward anymore.

Your smile is gorgeous. 'Nuff said.
Your eyes make me melt, okay?
Your hair is beautiful, I'm jealous of your curls.
Your laugh makes me laugh. Uncontrollably.
When I see you, whether it be a video clip, or picture etc.
I have to smile.
You're pretty buff. I mean, you've got some beautiful biceps :)
You have got GREAT style.
You face was carved by an angel. As were your brothers handsome heads too!

Ok. I've always said, I need someone who's intellectual. I don't care if you can't do algebra, I just need someone who has emotional intelligence. Who understands me when no one else does. I can sit down with them and talk about anything for hours, and have deep, meaningful conversations. Boys don't talk to me much. I have a few good guy friends but the majority of them ignore me. I think it's because I'm weird. I know I'm a bit weird, a bit crazy and like to wear bright clothes and do my hair like a rocker.

If I met you, I'd be lost for words. I'd be wanting to make an impression on you, so you'd remember me. And hopefully, maybe. You'd want to see me again. But I know that's never going to happen.
There's probably a million other people thinking the same thing and you have other people on your mind you want to see.
And if you're happy, then that's cool.
Because remember when you smile, I smile.

When I play your music, it can brighten up the crappiest of days, and I imagine being with you guys. How amazingly wonderful you all are and how incredible it would be to live my life like you, or even with you.

I swear, not an obsessed Jonas freakazoid.
It's just a love for you I cannot control.

I always say,
'Chase the dream,
Not the competition.'
I try to live by that and think to myself what's the point in going through life unoticed.

I have to achieve something of such a high standard and so significant for me to be able to feel proud of myself. And I'm inspired by everything you do, how genuine and caring, and helpful you are and want to make sure people are happy. Because, everyone does deserve to be happy.

I'll be here till I die if I went through every other thing that I love about you, but I guess it's more or less time to wrap up now.

I could see myself with you, (please don't hate me, and I'm sorry if I sound creepy. Or deluded. Or something else that's related to being a freak.)
I think you'd make me really happy.
And I know I'll probably never meet you, and I have to come to terms with that, but I can still dream.

I still dream about becoming a star, and that'll always keep me going. And so will you, because you will always inspire me to do so.

There's no way I can win you over, or prove to you that we could be friends.
I can see myself having a right laugh with a group of you and the Disney lot.

I sound like such a dreamer, an idiot. Actually. I know these things are too extreme and crazy to dream for. There's no way.. or eays way of achieving it. I wouldn't know how to start.

But you've helped me to realise my dream even more.
And I'm eternally grateful to you and your brothers and like I said, anyone and everyone who has helped you along the way.

Thank you so much.

Much Luck (as if you need it though!), and love for the future,

Rosmy -xxx

P.S - I would give you my full name, but then security would track me down and kill me. So the first name is good for now yeah? :)

If you read this all the way through. Thank you. You're a saint to put up with my rambling on. Just to know you've read this is part of my life complete to let people know how special they are.

Ugh, here I go again... :) x