My final letter...

My dearest love,

I couldn't sleep last night. I was thinking about you. You haunted me last night. Whenever I would try and sleep, I'd close my eyes and I'd see your warm, beautiful face that I've loved for so long. I saw you beautiful eyes and your soft kissable lips. I remembered that when I would kiss you, the whole world faded and it was just you and I. It was always like that...just you and I when we were together. I felt safe when I was in your presence.

But you dont want me. You aren't in love with me like I'm in love with you. I think I cried half the night because I finally realized that I love you more than you love me...I've always loved you more. I've always wanted to just talk and hear you tell me you love me and I think you did once and I felt weak in the in the knees. I was always content with just being next to you...in the same space and kissing you goodnight/goodmorning. Even though, sex is inevitable, it's not necessary for me to show you my love. It would be me packing your lunch for work and leaving you a note. Making you dinner. Making sure our home was clean, taking a shower with you to make sure you felt me in my most vulnerable state.

Your intense eyes see right to my soul...I swear. I could never keep a secret from you...we would have a marriage where you knew every single secret, feeling past and present and future...just thinking about your beautiful eyes makes my heart race and gives my stomach butterflies.

All I've ever wanted was you..I was content sitting next to you watching you play video games....I was happy trying to beat you in mortal combat...kirby...mario... I always lost, but as long as you were next to me, I was happy. I never needed anything else from you except your love in return and your presence....

But I dont have that...and it looks like I never will...only in my memories....

I'll miss you my love and I'll see you in my dreams and my memories....maybe in another lifetime, ill end up with you.

Forever in love with you, The girl from art class....



Submitted April 16, 2019 at 06:11PM

My dearest love,I couldn't sleep last night. I was thinking about you. You haunted me last night. Whenever I would try and sleep, I'd close my eyes and I'd see your warm, beautiful face that I've loved for so long. I saw you beautiful eyes and your soft kissable lips. I remembered that when I would kiss you, the whole world faded and it was just you and I. It was always like that...just you and I when we were together. I felt safe when I was in your presence.But you dont want me. You aren't in love with me like I'm in love with you. I think I cried half the night because I finally realized that I love you more than you love me...I've always loved you more. I've always wanted to just talk and hear you tell me you love me and I think you did once and I felt weak in the in the knees. I was always content with just being next to you...in the same space and kissing you goodnight/goodmorning. Even though, sex is inevitable, it's not necessary for me to show you my love. It would be me packing your lunch for work and leaving you a note. Making you dinner. Making sure our home was clean, taking a shower with you to make sure you felt me in my most vulnerable state.Your intense eyes see right to my soul...I swear. I could never keep a secret from you...we would have a marriage where you knew every single secret, feeling past and present and future...just thinking about your beautiful eyes makes my heart race and gives my stomach butterflies.All I've ever wanted was you..I was content sitting next to you watching you play video games....I was happy trying to beat you in mortal combat...kirby...mario... I always lost, but as long as you were next to me, I was happy. I never needed anything else from you except your love in return and your presence....But I dont have that...and it looks like I never will...only in my memories....I'll miss you my love and I'll see you in my dreams and my memories....maybe in another lifetime, ill end up with you.Forever in love with you, The girl from art class....

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

The difference between being right and being understood

My (27f) gf (27f) is getting tired of me not sharing intimate/ personal info about me

My (23M) girlfriend (25F) relationship is confusing to me. I might be the problem, or maybe we are just incompatible.