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The nature of this letter may be hard to understand without some context so let me begin by offering a bit of prospective. First, I realize an unsolicited letter from a forgotten admirer may at once fulfill some adolescent fantasy and tend to be down-right creepy. Rest assured in this case I write you with warm affection as I hope to reflect only wholesome respect toward you. Secondly, I earnestly believe all women need to know every man has a very special place in his heart reserved for the girl that got away and as you read this letter I hope you will see how you have filled every corner of that space in mine for nearly 25 years. Consider the following tongue-tied words as a faint-hearted attempt at reaching out with a long overdue confession. As you read this letter please understand I write with a guarded sense of discretion as I accept the conditions which will forever keep me from saying any of this to you in person.
Thinking back on one of the captivating scenes from my school years I easily recall how you charmed the basketball court in some midday school game. My first memory of you is a vision of the graceful embodiment of beauty, perfect in every way from your ponytail to your canvas shoes. A simple spin-fake; elbows out, then taking the shot with uncompromising confidence. Such a pretty smile as the ball fell through the hoop then gently kissed the net. I remember how you triumphantly raised your hands above your head then gave two claps, one for each point. I knew even in my boyish ignorance that what I felt would never be undone, but I dared not say anything to you. I was simply bewildered by you.
In time as we became more familiar my infatuation was steadfast but all I ever confessed was our common reverence for fast cars, beautiful horses and old music. The way you dropped your chin, crinkled your nose and looked at me with your prankish grin became so familiar I can still see it today. As we casually talked about ordinary matters of adolescence I secretly felt as though an epic novel being written just for me. In a trancelike state I soaked in every nuance of your soothing, natural Appalachian accent while your effortless words fell with the rhythm of gently falling rain. Each time we shared those precious moments of conversation I looked into your eyes and I could see places beyond my imagination. Your kind and warm nature would have no doubt given me ample confidence to express my feelings so many years ago but I was silenced by shyness. Countless times we talked and all I ever wished for was the bravery to speak of my attraction to you but bravery never came. Inevitably the last year of high school came and I unsurprisingly had grown to be an awkwardly inhibited young adult. I resigned to hide behind a wall of self-consciousness, playing the role of the quiet cool one and never expressing my true feelings.
It’s bitter sweet thinking back on all those times I took you home from school. How utterly cool it was to see you in the shotgun-seat as we rode through the countryside, laughing at the wind, singing to the dashboard, and trying to talk louder than the obnoxiously loud engine in my old blue hot rod. I can finally admit that all I ever wanted to do was just keep going to some winding mountain road and climb to an undiscovered place. I wanted to stand on the tallest peak, take your hand and shout my feelings into the valleys and patiently wait to hear the echoes of young love. Instead I fooled myself into believing being near you would last forever and to some degree; if only in my mind, it has. Because of you and my sentimental feelings for the girl that got away I have had a tender warm-heartedness for youth and to this day that same indisputable passion adorns the guidance I give my children with a playful fondness for young love and school crushes. ...
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Posted on 16 December, 2012, 10:25 am by Clancy
Category: First Love
I once was a boy, its true, now I am a young man and have perhaps finally found my purpose...which is to be patient, which is to be strong. Patience is more precious than any sacrifice in this case, and strength must be indeed more than mere valour; or that valour, while admirable, would almost certainly end in misery. The flower of my youth, a chrysanthemum in full bloom, is fast fading and it is no lie that all things wilt, wither, and are washed away by the sea of impermanence.
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Posted on 11 September, 2012, 7:55 pm by HumblePilgrim2012
Category: Special Events
Frustration. This is what I fe...
Dear Dale,
The universe seems to hate me. I only fall in love with people who don't have it in them to return my feelings. The universe has also cursed me with the inability to voice said feelings, which could also be another reason why no one ever loves me back.
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Posted on 4 September, 2012, 9:46 am by Loveshy12
Category: Secret Love
Frustration. That is what I fe...
Dear Dale,
The universe seems to hate me. I only fall in love with people who don't have it in them to return my feelings. The universe has also cursed me with the inability to voice said feelings, which could also be another reason why no one ever loves me back.
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Posted on 3 September, 2012, 10:58 pm by Loveshy
Category: Secret Love
Love text from my Baby - (by Jeff)
They say when you are born there is one other born just for you the one that when you are with that person everything just falls into place your heart your soul even your breath is as one some people spend a life time looking that person and never do i have found that person not once but twice the frist time i was too young to understand what i had and maybe it was just not our time then.
Now that i am older i relize one thing life just does not work without you i love you tina and always have i will spend every minute of everyday loving you the best way i know how i will always put you frist and do everything in my power to keep you happy for the rest of your life i may not beable to do alot of things but the one thing im sure i can do is keep loving you like no other- Read full letter | 0 comments
Posted on 17 July, 2012, 12:22 pm by tmwhitaker1967
Author: Jeff
Category: I Love You
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