A random conglomeration of thoughts by yours truly.
because you never have to read it
Published on January 18, 2010 By perrinwlf In Life Journals

So writing a love letter seems to be a lost art. I do not know anyone who has actually ever written or received a love letter. Failure? Change in society, lack of ability, or faith there in to write. What do you actually say? What goes into a letter that would make a heart jump just looking at it. What to write that someone would cherish until the page it came on became crinkled and worn because it was read so many times. Maybe love, in the classical romantic sense is dead... 

Dear XXXXXXX

I don't even know where I can start, what to say. There are thousands of things I would say to you, and a thousand reasons I forget every single one when I look into your eyes. What do I say to the person who makes me burn with the desire to make you smile even once, to the one who can bring storm clouds with a single tear. I wish I knew how I could bridge the thousands of miles between us.

When the world is against me, as long as you are behind me I can move forward. When I have reached a dead end, it is your words that help me find a way out. I miss the feel of your breath on my neck as you gently fall asleep, the smell of your hair as I gently kissed you goodnight, and the elation I feel as your eyes slowly open and you smile upon seeing my face. These small things are what guide me through my days.

What can I do for you, that lets you feel as I do when you put your arms around my waste and try to pout? The thankfulness that I feel, when you dance and sing in the street simply because you can. We are so different that what brings us together tries to tear us apart, and will make us stronger. What one lacks, the other provides in beautiful harmony. I will be the solid base, and you will always be the dancing flower in the sun.

I know that right now you have your own path to forge. You will bring light to the dark places of the world, and bless everything you touch. I will have my own way to discover, and for now it is a dark and grim, touching places I will wish never to remember. I pray you will be that small bit of beauty that can lead me back. Weather you are mine, or give the light to another, I will always have the beautiful sound of your laughter in my heart. It will be my treasure.

No matter where you go, you will always have a spot in my arms. No matter how you cry, I will always be willing to wipe your tears and make you smile. No matter how much you hurt, I will be there to lend you strength. No matter what happens, in some way, I will always love you.

 

With all my heart....


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