Love letter.

By SamanthaAnne

Laying in bed. It's too big without you in it. I'm lost in a tangled
sea of sheets. Buried under blankets. Drowning in pillows. I'm loving
you, at this moment, in that old fashioned way I tell you about
sometimes. And then you giggle at my silly romantic heart. I always
know that you think about it, too. And you share that same longing.
You share my silly romantic heart.
I'm thinking about the past right now. The drama and all of the
horrible things we said and did. I am in love with each and every
single one of those moments. Fate smiled down at the two of us and
said, "You will find in each other the other half of your soul. But
you'll have to earn it". We live in a love story, I'm certain of it.
We're on a shelf in a library somewhere, sometime. And as the pages
turn, another romantic heart is born.
When I close my eyes, I can almost feel you. The warmth of your skin.
Your breath on my neck. Your arms wrapped around me. But when I open
them, I know you're away. You are my phantom limb. Always with me,
even when we are miles apart. And when you come back, it's like you
never left. Everyday I feel closer to you. My heart pumps stronger
with the very thought of you. It races at the sight of you. And with
your touch it beats the words, "You are my heart".

Love letter.

Created: Jul 26, 2010


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