I am sitting by my window and writing as the summer lights dance upon my desk. I know I can't see, or be with you right now, but know that with each breath I take, that I am thinking of you.
A scarlet blush unwillingly fills my cheeks as I write this letter. Holding a pen seems so silly, because I wish I could just hold your hand, and staring at this paper is just ridiculous, because I wish for nothing more than to just stare into your eyes.
I know that we barely spent any time together while you were here, but being with you felt more natural then my own heart beat. My tears from watching you leave still burn my cheeks. That night we spent together though is engraved in my heart, and each time my heart beats my love for you radiates out of me and some how, finds it way to you.
I remember how the moonlight kissed your skin, or how the stars lit your face. I remember how they twinkled and glittered in your deep golden caramel eyes. Or the sensation I'd feel at the sound of your voice. My time with you planted a joy in my heart that grows each time I think of you. When you stared at me, I finally begun to believe that your eyes are the windows to your soul.You gave me a hope I never knew existed. A hope in love, in life, in a future where I can grow old and be happy, dying in the arms of the one I love...you.
Before you, I lived my life in black and white, but when I met you color blasted through my mind. It was as if I'd lived my life blind, and only by being with you could I experience the stunning beauty of this world, and now that I can't even talk to you my vision of life is a blur, but my love for you has not faded in even the slightest of shades.
Maybe it hurts so much, because to me our hearts are connected. I've searched my whole life for you, not some one like you but YOU. I would love to tell you that everything will work out for us, and I promise to do everything in my power to make sure that it does. But...if we do for some reason have to part. I know that we will find eachother and, maybe, just maybe by then the stars will have changed and you and I will finally be able to be together like we've always dreamed of.
I don't want to live my life knowing that you're with someone else because that is killing a part of me. I don't want to live my life wondering and dreaming of what could've been. We are meant to be together we both know that, we always have.
If you can honestly say that you don't love me, then go. But, if you can feel even the smallest of affection or emotion towards me. That there is even the slightest possibility that somewhere in your heart there is some sort of love for me...then please don't say that you don't love me. The last time you did, I felt the scorching pain and the stab of a thousand heart breaks. No matter how strong you think I am even I have my limits as to how much my heart can be beaten before it refuses to beat.
I do not know who I would've become had we not shared that night underneath the stars together, but I have not a single doubt, that I would've lived and died with regrets that thankfully I will never know because I have found the one that I will always love. You are every reason, every hope and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future every day I can think of you is the greatest day of my life.
I could feel the sense of longing and nostalgia filling me up as I read this. It hit me with a sense of hope, but also with the feeling that something was almost totally unconspicuously scratching at my heart, you know? It reminded me of a letter I once wrote but never sent. I totally related to this, though I didn't expect to when I opened it up. As the review before mine said, this is beautiful and heartfelt. And I love the way you write out of your heart. It's always the best because it's usually just raw emotion transposed into a beautiful interpretation from the writers mind. Oh god, did I even make any sense? I don't know. I'll submit it anyway.
I could feel the sense of longing and nostalgia filling me up as I read this. It hit me with a sense of hope, but also with the feeling that something was almost totally unconspicuously scratching at my heart, you know? It reminded me of a letter I once wrote but never sent. I totally related to this, though I didn't expect to when I opened it up. As the review before mine said, this is beautiful and heartfelt. And I love the way you write out of your heart. It's always the best because it's usually just raw emotion transposed into a beautiful interpretation from the writers mind. Oh god, did I even make any sense? I don't know. I'll submit it anyway.
Just about loveSep 23, 2009 - Sep 25, 2009In this contest, you can only have one submission of poetry about love. (so make it a good one) It can be has love, weither it's lustful love, the passion of .. more..