Showing posts with label letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label letters. Show all posts

Friday, February 4, 2011

lovelovelovelove:

Inspiration:




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it came folded in a note:

"hi, i love you so much, please don't leave forever, i promise to always stay with you. i just don't know what to do without you because you're like the strings that piece and hold my heart together. i desperately want to hug you close and tight and never let you go no matter how much you say you'll stay because there's this pang in my gut that tells me you're going to disappear forever and i would never want that,

so please don't go.

from,
the person who loves you dearly,
the person who's always there when you cry,
the person who believes in you even when the world doesn't
--the person who would never let you go"

the simplicity of love is magnificent. woooooo, haven't written in a long time.


SO WHAT DO YOU GOT TO LOSE?

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Dear John:

what is love?

My time spent with you hasn't led me to the answer. These 2 months with you have been the best time of my life. I've done things I've never imagined. It's like I'm living in a different world.

But that's just it... isn't it? There's nothing more to what we have, and sometimes I feel we're both at the edge of a cliff - it's too late to turn back and there's no point in staying on.
So here i am... taking the plunge.


Sunday, October 31, 2010

a letter #2.





Jake,

i can't believe this is the first thing i'm doing since i've reached my apartment. but it's for you so why not?
i've read your letters a dozen times since i got it. on the plane, in transit, in the cute yellow cab and before i wrote this. i cried the first... second and i don't know which other time i've read it. yes, i cried and no, it's not a lie to make you worry if it's any good.
it is, the best you've ever written.

NY has been nice so far, but it feels a little empty cos' i haven't got anyone to share the excitement with. i'm kinda worried about the people i'd meet when orientation starts. it's like, i haven't really 'made' friends in a while since i've been hanging around the same people (especially you) forever. obviously nervous if i would find a friend that'd click with me just like you and i.

Monday, October 4, 2010

a letter.


Jasmine Claire Jacobs,

you changed my life, and i would never forget that.

i know you absolutely hate it when I overwrite but i don't really care right now because this is probably going to be the last time i'm going to be telling you how much i love you so shut up and read it alright.

i remember all the songs you'd force me to listen, really, i do, no matter how many times i say i hate how you're irritating the shit out of me, i remember.
i remember all the notes you'd write for me, and i keep them, i keep them in a box that holds all my precious memories. but i also keep them closed inside my heart. you matter a lot.
i remember all the phone calls we make, how stupid they are, how foolish we are, because every phone call closed whatever physical distance that tried breaking us apart.

life without you would suck. but don't take that as me not wanting you to leave. i do, i really do, because that's what you need, a change. and as your best friend, i would support you wherever you are.

so good luck in life, and i hope i'd be the only Jake you'll ever know, the Jake that'd cheer you up, the Jake that you met and will always remember since fifth grade and the Jake that is your best friend. because you mean the whole world to me, and letting you go is hard, but letting you go is the only thing to do.

if sometimes you forget who you are, if sometimes you need a little hope; something to pick you up, read this letter and you'll know i'm with you and it doesn't matter even if we're a thousand miles apart because i'll still be with you.


and really, i remember all the time we spent, happy or not, because those times just brought us closer together.

love, and forever your best friend, Jake.
-Rae

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Inspired by: Where Are You Know - Honor Society
photos from deviantart, flickr, facebook.