recieve a love letter

“I miss your presence in my life, it is a powerful and beautiful one”...
I miss him, too. He’s a powerful source of reality in an unreal world, and sometimes I feel like I’m just killing time until I see him again. But I love him all the more for having the strength of character to stay away.
Summer will be here soon enough, and hopefully it will bring more than a letter. I love his handwriting, but I love his voice more.

Someone gave me an exceptionally hot letter one time….it was unforgetable….but in no way romantic….does that still count?

i gave one to my ex, while we were dating.

he kept it in his wallet < 3

When my sister and her husband first moved into their old victorian style house they pulled out the carpet and found a stack of hidden love letters. The letters dated back from the early 1900’s. Makes you feel as if love never dies. I often wonder what it would be like to be a recipient of a love letter.

so anything he writes that is long is hard to follow and has odd train of thought… so i introduced him to the haiku, and he has written me a book of haikus over the past year. some are better than others but they are all touching and full of love, and fun abstract love.
At one point we would write them back and forth thru out the week, on little slips of paper, i still carry the first one he wrote to me.

awww i love to get love letters! they are so much sweeter than texts or emails, not sure why.

My ex love used to live in England and go to the same school as me, we were friends, and then he moved to france, i was heartbroken, i didn’t have his number or address. 2 years laters i managed to get his address through a friend and we began writing love letters as he didnt own a mobile or computer. It was so sweet and everytime I recieved one I’d be happy for so long.

marki dittman wrote me a love letter. mwahaha

she digs me

shes working on it!

i’ve had many love letters from one guy.
they were pretty stupid ones, but i kinda believe that they came from heart :D
still think it worth it, because it’s a nice feeling to get a love letter.

Well, I got a love letter. Two, actually. The guy who lives in the apartment below me has decided he loves me. He doesn’t even know my name. Nor does he speak English. I’m not sure if he used an online translator or had someone else type it for him, but he definitely wrote me a love letter.

A creepy one.

No thanks.