Love Letters

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(If it’s too distracting with vocals while you read, play it after. Because it’s beautiful. Just like you.) Soulmates Life is a long, lonely journey punctuated by all-too-brief interludes of something more precious than we might realize: other people. Life has a lot to celebrate on its own, but it is the company of those special to us that give life its brilliant colours, beautiful sounds and exquisite flavours. Life is simply better when shared. How sweet it is to share a funny story with our friends. How lovely it is to share a beautiful sunset with a lover’s arm around us. Everything becomes sweeter and more exciting when we get to share it with people we like and respect and care about. They are what make life worth living. Sometimes we get lucky. More than lucky, it’s enough to almost believe in fate or divine intervention. There are those unique, rare, breathtaking instances when someone comes along who is – more. Soulmates. Sometimes we feel like the world is against us. We get beaten down by the competition and selfishness of others. A stranger carelessly getting in our way, another petty person at the office saying bad things behind our backs. Or it feels like everyone else is happy and winning at life, but not us. Soulmates give us the strength to stand up and try again, to endure, to fight back. They help us believe that our success is still possible. Sometimes we feel worthless. We can’t seem to do anything right. Everything seems to go wrong no matter how hard we try. It’s one failure after another, one more stroke of bad luck in a seemingly endless string of ill fortune. Soulmates give us reason to believe in ourselves and feel like we’re worth success, that we even deserve it. Their support gives us reason to hope. Sometimes we stop loving ourselves. It feels like no-one out there cares about us. We turn on ourselves, hate ourselves, blame ourselves, convince ourselves that we’re losers and deserve the worst that life can throw our way. When we feel most alone and helpless, when we have given up on ourselves, it the enduring, immutable, constant love of our soulmates that encourages us to love ourselves again. They never give up on us, no matter what. But all of that is only what we receive. Soulmates also do something even more magical. They inspire us to become better people. They inspire us to give, to help, to sacrifice – to love. They give us someone worth sharing every funny story and every beautiful sunset with. They give us someone worth helping when they feel down and we want to help. They give us someone to support when life gets hard and we want to support them. They give us someone to love with every fibre of our being, giving us noble purpose and fulfillment, and we want to love them. They are the best of friends, connecting with us on levels beyond all others. They are also the most intimate of lovers, bringing forth passions within us that we never before knew existed. We feel safe with them. We fear no embarrassment. We feel absolutely free to be who we really are with them because we know that they accept us more fully than anyone else does. They are the perfect partner, complimenting us, raising us higher, inspiring us. And when life is shared with them, the experience ascends to a level more sublime and heavenly. Some of us may never meet a soulmate. But I did. It is because of you that I have grown so much more than I ever thought I would. You give me reason to. You give me reason to try harder. You give me reason to love more deeply. You give me reason to be more patient, to learn to listen, to care more, to really understand someone else. You give me true partnership, so that I will never be alone as long as I have you in my life. You’re the reason why I know I can endure anything. Because I would endure anything for you. You’re the reason why I never lose hope. Because you give me reason to hope for so many things. You’re the reason why I believe in myself. Because you are beautiful and incredible in so many ways and if someone like you believes in me, then I can too. You’ve taught me so much about myself. About relationships. About life. About love. I have become the person I am today because of you. You’re the reason why I believe in soulmates. And you’re the reason I want to be good enough to be yours.   ______________________________________________ Song: Really Slow Motion: One More Time Lyrics: The memories of you will always be engraved within my heart. It’s hard to say goodbye, there’s only one last dream we left behind. I’ll give you all my life and soul, please hold me one more time. Don’t be afraid to come with me across the waves of time. Find me in the night, touch me with your soul, hold me in your arms, don’t let go. Kiss me in the rain, steal my breath away, close your eyes and dream one more time. Whisper to the stars, sing this song for me, let the ocean rise upon us, come and fly away with me to the rising light, close your eyes and dream one more time, one more time with you. Everywhere you’ll be, I’ll be there for you.

There are times when telling you that I love you seems poorly inadequate to describe the sheer immensity of how I feel for you. What we have between us is so much more than words can readily express. So much more than I can sum up with the simple, oft-used word of love. It is too common a word, too easily thrown around, it’s meaning diluted, used everyday in places where a lesser word should be substituted. What exists between us is love, but brighter, greater, of a degree and quality known only to the most fortunate and the the most determined. There is love, beloved of my heart, and there is Love. Ours, without doubt, is the latter. I wish I could lay our Love out like a book. I would show you our story. I would show you that you are my heroine and I your hero. That you have saved me, and that I will always be fighting for you. That we can overcome any monster together and that life is an adventure. That we will live happily ever after, in each other’s arms, together. I wish I could spread our Love before you, like a garden. I would show you all the lovely things that flourish in the sunshine of your smile. I would show you all the brilliant flowers that thrive in the nourishment of our care. I would show you how sweet the fruits of our love taste. I would even show you the prickly thorns and dark, scary corners, and how these are not so scary, not when we are together, not at all, in fact, because when we’re together, there’s nothing to fear, and even the thorns are beautiful. I wish I could array our Love before you, like an endless museum of art. I would show you the cherished memories that we have sculpted together. I would show you the glorious paintings made of warm feelings and glimpses of happy things to come. I would show you how precious we are, how fine, how temporal and yet everlasting. I would show you the exquisite beauty of our souls, worthy of awe, worthy of respect, worthy of each other. I wish I could immerse you in our Love, like being immersed in the galaxies of the universe. Amidst countless other stars, two heavenly bodies, revolving around each other, growing hotter and hotter as we near, inflamed with passion and lust, and when we join at last, producing an explosive supernova that bursts across the infinite blackness, thundering through absolute silence, shattering the absolute cold with our fiery heat, an inspiration to all lovers everywhere. I wish I could help you see our Love the way I do, full of happy things, full of life and hope. It rings with merry laughter and sings with joy. It is full and rich and deep, so much so that what problems may come appear insignificant, easily surmountable, like pebbles dropped in the ocean. Our triumphs are of such wonder that they inspire ballads and poetry of a kind that will enthral generations to come. In my mind, you are already legend. In the brief, turbulent years we humans call life, love is what we cherish above all else. All love is precious, but not all love is equal. Thee and me, you and I, we are we. We are Love.

The moon shone full and bright upon the the couple. So radiant and large was the orb above that the stars gracefully bowed out of the immediate vicinity and that portion of the sky dedicated itself entirely to the light of la lune. Just as the night seemed dedicated to this lovely pair of lovers, walking together as if under their very own heavenly spotlight. Yet the two were hardly aware of their surroundings, so entranced they were with each other. Eyes cast smoldering glances, fingers intertwined and squeezed and lips excitedly trembled. He pressed her up against the trunk of a maple tree and passionately kissed her under its vast branches. She threw him onto a bench resting by a gurgling fountain and ardently kissed him in turn. They tumbled and played through the park, bodies hot with desire, hearts aglow with happiness. On the cobblestone path he wrested his lips from hers and held her at arm’s length. “My darling, I simply can’t contain myself any longer. I can’t keep silent. I love you and I want to shout it from the tree tops!” “And I love you, silly man. Now come back here and give me those luscious lips of yours.” she smiled lasciviously and hungrily reached for him. They clung together for a brief moment and two thirds, then he pushed himself away again. “No. I must speak my heart! This happiness that I feel inside me, brought on by how wonderful and amazing you are, I must proclaim it to the world. These feelings cry out within me and I must shout them aloud. I love you and only you and there could never be any other.” “Ha! Never any other?” she playfully teased. “Not that cute waitress, who would so dearly love to serve herself to you someday?” “No.” he stated surely. “Oh? Not that voluptuous clerk at the grocery store, whose breasts are as big as melons and wants to offer you her sweet fruits?” “I cannot even picture her in my mind.” he absently waved the thought away. “Really? Truly? What about the sexy dancer from the club? The one who writhes her hot body like a hunting dragon and you are her prey.” His hand cut through the night air. “Never!” “Hmmm.” she hummed and skipped down the path. She stopped at a rose bush and cupped a full blossom in her hand. “How can I believe you? How do I know that I am not just another rose among many, to be cast aside when I wilt, to be replaced when another blooms more beautifully?” “Honey, surely you jest. If you are a rose, then all others are daisies. There are none that can match your exquisite qualities.” She turned away and and looked up at the moon, speaking in a tone of voice that said she didn’t believe him, though the sparkle in her eye and the smile at the corner of her lips betrayed her real feelings. “And what qualities are those? What makes me so special?” He rushed to her side and scooped her up in his arms. She squealed as he twirled her around. Then he gently placed her on her feet and knelt before her. “Darling dearest, heart of my heart, please, let me tell you why you are special, why you are the one for me. Let me tell you why you’re great and why I’m with you. I shall give you one hundred things that I love about you.” She laughed. “A hundred! Why, I hardly believe that you could come up more than three or four, at best.” She cupped her breasts and turned her hip to flash her backside at him, emphasizing her point. Or rather, her curves. He spent a good moment admiring those mouth-watering lower curves in front of him before reluctantly moving his eyes upward. Before they could reach her face, they became entangled in her bountiful upper curves, and only after much consideration of these fine aspects did he at long last reach her smiling face. “My love. If you gave me forever, I could recite for you an unending list of everything that makes you fabulous. But as we do not live forever, and already I miss those lips, let a hundred suffice for now, and we shall leave the rest for later.” “Very well. But I don’t think you will be able to reach a hundred. And I’ll be counting! No repeating, that’s cheating.” “On my honor, I would never cheat. And I promise, there is no need.” “Then, my dear, handsome man, if you really do manage to reach one hundred reasons why you love me, then I shall grant you my most precious reward.” He grinned and leaped to his feet. “Then let’s waste not a moment more, for I long for your gifts.” He ran to the bench, jumped up on it, and from there he went up the fountain until he stood atop it, straddling the gushing water, and struck a heroic pose. “Without further ado and not a second to waste, hear me speak from the bottom of my heart, from the depths of my soul, where you complete me. My glorious angel, one hundred things I love about you!” She comically rolled her eyes and gave a mock sigh. “Oh my, is it all going to be this dramatic?” He ignored her sally, jumped down to the ground and began. “I love your kisses.” He planted his lips on hers and crushed her delicate rose petals. Releasing her with a grin, he said. “You’re the best kisser, the only girl I ever enjoyed making out with.” “Mmm. You’re pretty good yourself.” she dizzily replied. “Where shall I start?” “I thought you just did.” she said, still happily dazed. “That was just my opening argument, dear heart.” “Then at the beginning?” she suggested. “Yes. I shall start with you and the beauty of this rose that captivated me so from the moment we met, and […]

Romantic love couple

This is why I need you. Every day I try to be the best person I can be. The reason I do that, is you. I want to help you become the happiest, most successful person you can be. So I share my knowledge, look for ways to make you smile and laugh, and appreciate the many wonderful things about you, all the time. Every day I work to become stronger, tougher, and wiser than before. So I can become better for you. So I can make the world a better place for you. But I’m human and being all that, every day, can be a challenge. Because life isn’t easy. It wears at us. Sometimes it gets mean and beats us down and kicks dirt in our face. It gets hard to stand up and be ourselves. Sometimes, we just get tired. I’m just like you. I get lonely. Sometimes a little, sometimes a lot. I have bad days and stressful days. Sick days and ugly days. There are times when I feel like everyone hates me, and times when I hate myself. Some days I look in the mirror and I see nothing but wrinkles, features that are too big, and eyes that are such a boring colour. And I wonder where all this fat came from. There are evenings I’ll sit by the phone and watch it refuse to ring all night long. And I wonder why no one wants me around. There are days when I’ll look at my work, my chores, my art, my life and I’ll feel like a total failure. I won’t feel good enough. And I’ll feel that way even though some part of me knows none of it is true. Six days out of seven maybe I do have faith in myself but on this day that faith is gone and self doubt gnaws on my heart until it’s only chewed ruins, bleeding hope. That’s why I need you. I don’t mean need like a baby needs a parent, I’m not dependent on you. I can stand on my own. But I do need you like a teammate, a partner, because I’m interdependent with you. Alone I can survive even the worst of things. But life can be so much better than just scraping by. If you have someone to share it with. I need your smile to help raise my own. I need your laughter to give me something to cheer about. I need your enthusiasm and your energy to brighten my spirits. I need your compliments to bolster my self esteem, your caring words to heal my wounds. I need your beauty to make me excited about the world. I need you to ask about my day, to ask about my feelings, the way I ask about yours. I need you to want to spend time with me, the way I want to spend time with you. I need you to just call me for no reason and be silly with me and invite me to dinner and ask me to build something or make something or design something for you just because you know I can and it gives me a chance to prove myself to you, prove what I can do, prove who I am. Because when you do that, I don’t feel like a loser or a failure, I feel like a good person. I believe in you. And I need you to believe in me, because it reminds me to believe in myself. I like being needed by you. It gives my life purpose and meaning. I feel like I have value. I want you to know that for all the wonderful ways you choose to share our time, I value you too. You’re important to me. Life is a whole lot better when you’re in it with me. This is why I need you.