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Unsent Love Letters
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Every single time he speaks, whether he’s performing on of his soul shaking poems or just speaking in general, in my head i’m just wishing, hoping, dreaming that one day he’ll find me worthy enough to direct those words to me.
Dear my love,
Do you hate me?
Did you burn the songs I wrote for you? Did you tear our drawings from your walls? Do you wish you’d never come home singing?
I’m not going to pretend I was perfect. I abused you, both physically and emotionally. I needed you a lot more than you needed me. But you always told me to stop blaming myself, to stop apologizing for everything. Well, I’ve stopped. Because in the end, it was not you that wasn’t good enough for me. You expected me to just “get over” my depression, my disorder, my various quirks and inconsistencies, because you were tired of putting up with me. Well, tough. Do you know I’m showing more and more signs that I was abused as a child? I couldn’t put these things aside, not even for you. I can’t keep hiding who I am, even if that person is broken. And it’s fair that you didn’t want to deal with my problems - but you could have at least told me. No, instead you chose to drag it out for months, watching me wither away as your encouragement degenerated into arguments. I knew long before you would ever admit it that you’d stopped loving me; that’s why I kept asking. But you kept stringing us both along. You never told me how you really felt, which in my books is the same as lying.
Whatever. It’s irrelevant. I forgave you long ago for your part in this (though I’ve never really forgiven myself). Just tell me this: do you hate me for what I did to you? Are all our happy moments meaningless in the face of my dark motives? I used you, but I also wanted you to be happy. Will you hate me for that? If nothing else, just tell me how you really feel. This is the one thing I can’t live the rest of my life not knowing. Tell me if you hate me. Tell me that you hate me.
You know the difference between you and me? I never take back my words. I don’t have to, because I never say anything I don’t mean. I don’t break promises. Okay, I didn’t die like I said I would, but it was a near thing. I wish I could have told you that story. On our last night together I told you that, no matter what, I would always love you. And, funny thing, it’s still true. You can ignore me like you have for the past year or you can profess your hatred of me once and for all, but either way some part of me will still love you, you beautiful, proud, insecure, caring, emotional, heartless, wonderful bitch.
-your favorite number
In a lot of ways, i always expect more from you then I knew I could ever achieve. What we had was breif and vague; but solid and real and earnest… The lingering memories of the simplest whispers in my ear still ring vibrantly when I lay still at night; wondering if you ever think about me as i’ve been forced to think about you.
Though time has passed, and we both say it’s not awkward… it is. All the nights I let you bring my guard down, only to watch you slowly shut me out of your life for months at a time without a single comment, certainly no hint of explanation. We had something stronger than a friendship before, and now all that stands are the demented fragments of what I once quietly hoped for while you gently whispered the sweetest things I’d ever heard from a first hand self-proclaimed asshole.
Most of the time, I think of the intesnity of the time we shared, and I think I really could have loved you.
Dear old friend,
Honestly, this friendship is way too stressful. I cannot see us meeting up in two weeks.
I’m fucking done. Go away. Forever. I’m not even kidding. Just leave. Now. I don’t care about your life anymore. Just leave. You stress me out, and I’m serious.
I thought we were close. I am sick of you now. So damn sick of you. I don’t even care anymore. I wish I could tell you this in person, but I don’t even care anymore. Go away.
Please send in things.
I’ve noticed the increase in followers, but no one has been emailing me with their letters!!
Remember! Everything goes!
xo
Its been over 4 months since you disappeared. You left me. You left me with absolutely nothing but your cologne and sweat shirts hanging in my closet. And you know what i do every single night before climbing into my bed? I spray that cologne, spray it all over my sheets, and pretend that you’re right there beside me. God, if you only knew how many tears ive shed. And how much pain ive gone through since you left. And now i’m sitting here. crying my heart out. All for you, once again. It’s been routine these past few months.I love you. I am completely, insanely, head over heels, still in love with you. But you’ll never know. You’ll never read this. It’ll never be the way it was, ever again.
Sais-tu combien tu me fais mal quand tu pleures? En vous voyant dans la douleur, tente de se suicider …
Ca me tue. Je ne veux pas te voir pleurer plus. Je veux que tu sois heureux. Je veux que vous vous sentiez mieux. Cette fille est juste un idiot, vous faire pleurer comme ça!
… Je me demande si elle voit les dégâts shes fait. Si elle a, alors elle pourrait tout aussi bien mourir. Si elle n’a pas, j’espère qu’elle se rend vite compte!
L’amour est grand, mais … La douleur est née de l’amour aussi. Je me demande pourquoi ça fait mal? Je voudrais bien savoir pourquoi …
Je t’aime.
I’ve been super busy and haven’t been receiving submissions, so that is why there was a lag in the posts. Please continue sending things in. Remember that it’s all anonymous.
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As the days go by, it gets harder and harder to go on with out you.
I miss you entirely too much and I love you so dearly. I can’t wait
for you to be done with school so we can start our lives together. As
much as I play around; I would love to be your wife and take your
name as mine and start a family with you. I want to have a beautiful,
healthy little boy and/or girl with you and be able to say that you are
the father. I want to give you the world, I want to be able to say that
I can take care of my love and treat him better than anyone else has,
because you deserve nothing less than what I offer to you. You are
very important to me and you are very special to me, every kiss
is like the first and every time I lay in bed with you it is something
so much more than sex. Just laying near you brings me serenity and
peace. I love it when you hold me because I feel so beautiful in your
arms. I feel delicate and safe; you are the only one that can me feel
this way. I love to hear your voice in the morning and enjoy spoiling
you a little too much. I don’t ever want you to think that I don’t
love you and if you were to ever feel this way, you tell me so I fix
my mistakes. I want to be the perfect girlfriend and future wife.
I will do anything for you and though it is hard for me to explain
myself in words I hope this letter helps you understand how much
I love, adore, and cherish you. You are my light and you have been
my inspiration to keep living. Without you I don’t know where I
would be. I love the fact that we need each other to be complete
and without one another we would be like a puzzle missing it’s
final piece.
You truly amaze me and I believe you can do anything you set
your mind to. I know you are not the greatest at Literature and
Englissh but I admire you because you work hard nonetheless
and you have passion for your work. I respect you and adore
you and most importantly, I love you with every fiber of my being.
I want to let you know that you are the oxygen I breathe and
then moon that lights my path during dark times. You are
everything to me and I would know what I would do without you.
Runaway with me, be mine forever.
I can’t give you much but I can promise you one thing; I will
always love you and I will never intentionally hurt you.
I will be yours forever and no one will ever steal me away from you.
I love you
I love you more daily. I wish you could see yourself
the way I see you and I wish you could love yourself
the way I love you. And above all, I wish your life with
me is everything you can imagine and deserve because,
in my opinion, you deserve the world. I will stand by
you forever, my heart will always belong to you. I throw
fits when I think about you; I feel like I am going to
explode. I am an addict, I would do anything to have
you to myself again. I never knew it was possible to miss
someone so terribly.
dear you,
no matter how many times i try, no amount of sappy, silly words strung together can make you feel how i feel about you. you’ve somehow managed to worm your way into my heart from thousands of miles away. you make me feel needed, wanted, and loved. even if i’ve never heard your voice, or saw your smile, or felt your lips, i know i love you. i know i’d give up everything just to see you. just to touch you, smell you, tell you all these things. i’ll never forget the plans we made to just lay in bed all day. i’ll never forget your promises. or the secrets. or the fights. or the inside jokes. i’ll never love another human as much as i love you. i’ll never find another person that fits me as well as you do. i promise.
And I thought I could love you. But it turns out I placed all my hope in another person who wasn’t really there. I still feel so drawn to you, like a moth to a flame. You make me laugh like no one else. I wish things weren’t so different now. I want our friendship back. Please. I need it.
You are far away now, but if things keep up, that won’t last long. I know, even now, that I could love you. And I hope you could love me too. Together we could be great. Together we could grow. I’ve never felt so drawn to anything as I do to you. I hope this all goes as well as it seems it will. But I guess only time will tell.
I am going to be a bit more busy as Summer is winding down and I want to keep this going, but no one is submitting!
We’ve gotten a lot more followers and I am so appreciative of this, but please submit anything you’ve ever written. It can be one sentence to a hundred. Anything goes. We will post any and everything you submit.
Anonymity is always in effect, unless you say otherwise.
So help me keep this a part of my daily routine, or else it will get shut down - unfortunately.
xoxo,
Unsent Love Letters
