Letters of LOVE

This topic was created in the Relationships & Astrology forum by TheLadyScorpio on Sunday, June 9, 2013 and has 18 replies.
My Dearest Catherine,

I miss you, my darling, as I always do, but today is especially hard because the ocean has been singing to me, and the song is that of our life together. I can almost feel you beside me as I write this letter, and I can smell the scent of wildflowers that always reminds me of you. But at this moment, these things give me no pleasure. Your visits have been coming less often, and I feel sometimes as if the greatest part of who I am is slowly slipping away.

I am trying, though. At night when I am alone, I call for you, and whenever my ache seems to be the greatest, you still seem to find a way to return to me. Last night, in my dreams, I saw you on the pier near Wrightsville Beach. The wind was blowing through your hair, and your eyes held the fading sunlight. I am struck as I see you leaning against the rail. You are beautiful, I think as I see you, a vision that I can never find in anyone else. I slowly begin to walk toward you, and when you finally turn to me, I notice that others have been watching you as well. "Do you know her?" they ask me in jealous whispers, and as you smile at me, I simply answer with the truth. "Better than my own heart."

I stop when I reach you and take you in my arms. I long for this moment more than any other. It is what I live for, and when you return my embrace, I give myself over to this moment, at peace once again.

I raise my hand and gently touch your cheek and you tilt your head and close your eyes. My hands are hard and your skin is soft, and I wonder for a moment if you'll pull back, but of course you don't. You never have, and it is at times like this that I know what my purpose is in life.

I am here to love you, to hold you in my arms, to protect you. I am here to learn from you and to receive your love in return. I am here because there is no other place to be.

But then, as always, the mist starts to form as we stand close to one another. It is a distant fog that rises from the horizon, and I find that I grow fearful as it approaches. It slowly creeps in, enveloping the world around us, fencing us in as if to prevent escape. Like a rolling cloud, it blankets everything, closing, until there is nothing left but the two of us.

I feel my throat begin to close and my eyes well up with tears because I know it is time for you to go. The look you give me at that moment haunts me. I feel your sadness and my own loneliness, and the ache in my heart that had been silent for only a short time grows stronger as you release me. And then you spread your arms and step back into the fog because it is your place and not mine. I long to go with you, but your only response is to shake your head because we both know that is impossible.

And I watch with breaking heart as you slowly fade away. I find myself straining to remember everything about this moment, everything about you. But soon, always too soon, your image vanishes and the fog rolls back to its faraway place and I am alone on the pier and I do not care what others think as I bow my head and cry and cry and cry.
Garrett
My Darling Catherine,
Where are you? And why, I wonder as I sit alone in a darkened house, have we been forced apart?

I don't know the answer to these questions, no matter how hard I try to understand. The reason is plain, but my mind forces me to dismiss it and I am torn by anxiety in all my waking hours. I am lost without you. I am soulless, a drifter without a home, a solitary bird in a flight to nowhere. I am all these things, and I am nothing at all. This, my darling, is my life without you. I long for you to show me how to live again.
I try to remember the way we once were, on the breezy deck of Happenstance. Do you recall how we worked on her together? We became a part of the ocean as we rebuilt her, for we both knew it was the ocean that brought us together. It was times like those that I understood the meaning of true happiness. At night, we sailed on blackened water and I watched as the moonlight reflected your beauty. I would watch you with awe and know in my heart that we'd be together forever. Is it always that way, I wonder, when two people are in love? I don't know, but if my life since you were taken from me is any indication, then I think I know the answers. From now on, I know I will be alone.
I think of you, I dream of you, I conjure you up when I need you most. This is all I can do, but to me it isn't enough. It will never be enough, this I know, yet what else is there for me to do? If you were here, you would tell me, but I have been cheated of even that. You always knew the proper words to ease the pain I felt. You always knew how to make me feel good inside.

Is it possible that you know how I feel without you? When I dream, I like to think you do. Before we came together, I moved through life without meaning, without reason. I know that somehow, every step I took since the moment I could walk was a step toward finding you. We were destined to be together.
But now, alone in my house, I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless him, and I find myself wondering why--out of all the people in all the world I could ever have loved--I had to fall in love with someone who was taken away from me.
Garrett
A Lover's Prayer
To all the ships at sea, and all the ports of call. To my family and to all friends and strangers. This is a message, and a prayer.
The message is that my travels taught me a great truth. I already had what
everyone is searching for and few ever find. The one person in the world who I was born to love forever.
A person, like me, of the outer banks and the blue Atlantic mystery. A person rich in simple treasures. Self-made. Self-taught. A harbor where I am forever home. And no wind, or trouble or even a little death can knock down this
house.
The prayer is that everyone in the world can know this kind of love and be healed by it. If my prayer is heard, there will be an erasing of all guilt and all regret and an end to all anger.
Please, God. Amen.
Sid Vicious lists off his girlfriend Nancy Spungen??s best attributes, just months before he allegedly stabs her to death (1978)
"What Makes Nancy So Great By Sidney"
1. Beautiful
2. Sexy
3. Beautiful figure
4. Great sense of humour
5. Makes extremely interesting conversation
6. Witty
7. Has beautiful eyes
8. Has fab taste in clothes
9. Has the most beautiful wet pussy in the world
10. Even has sexy feet
11. Is extremely smart
12. A great Hustler
From Elzie Segar, the cartoonist of Popeye, to his then-girlfriend (future wife) Myrtle Johnson

GEE!! I WISH MYRT WAS HERE
CHESTER, ILL.
OCT. 8.???16
DEAREST MYRTLE:-
I SURE AM THINKING OF YOU, AND I??M DOGGONE LONESOME. THINK I??LL JUMP OFF THE CLIFF AND END IT ALL. "LOVE SICK EH?"
ALL I GOTTA DO DOWN HERE IS SHAKE HANDS AND TELL 'EM HOW I MAKE A COMIC.
HOPE YOU??RE WELL. ALSO HOPE YOU??RE THINKING OF ME.
GOO BI
LOTSALOVE
YOUR "LIL" BOOB
DICK
An apology from 18-year-old Michael Jordan to his then-girlfriend Laquette for making her "look pretty rotten"

My Dearest Laquette
How are you and your family doing, fine I hope. I am in my Adv. Chemistry class writing you a letter, so that tell you how much I care for you. I decide to write you because I felt that I made you look pretty rotten after the last night. I want to tell you that I am sorry, and hope that you except my apologie. I know that you feelings was hurt whenever I loss my necklace or had it stolen.
I was really happy when you gave me my honest earn money that I won off the bet. I want to thank you for letting me hold your annual. I show it to everyone at school. Everyone think you are a very pretty young lady and I had to agree because it is very true. Please don??t let this go to your head. (smile) I sorry to say that I can??t go to the game on my birthday because my father is taking the whole basketball team out to eat on my birthday. Please don??t be mad because I am trying get down there a week from Feb. 14. If I do get the chance to come please have some activity for us to do together.
I want you to know that my feeling for you has not change yet. ??? (joke) I am finally getting use to going with a girl much smaller than I. I hope you my hint. Well I have spent my time very wisely by write to you. I hope you write back soon. Well I must go, the period is almost over. See you next time around, which I hope comes soon.
With my Best Love
Michael J. Jordan
Posted by xdimplez
the first two was from that book message in a bottle wasnt it?


Yes, that is correct dimpz smile
From Marlon Brando to an airline stewardess who struck his fancy mid-flight (1966)
Dear Lady ???
There is something not quite definable in your face ??? something lovely, not pretty in a conventionally thought of way. You have something graceful and tender and feminine (sp). You seem to be a woman who has been loved in her childhood, or else, somehow by the mystery of genetic phenomena you have been visited by the gifts of refinement, dignity and poise. Perhaps you cannot be accredited with all that.
Irrespective of your gothic aspects, you have passed something on in terms of your expression, mien and general comportment that is unusual and rewarding.
It??s been a pleasant if brief encounter and I wish you well and I hope we shall have occasion to cross eyes again sometime.
Best wishes
Marlon Brando
From the American artist Rockwell Kent to his wife Frances (1926)

Frances! I am so lonely I can hardly bear it. As one needs happiness so have I needed love; that is the deepest need of the human spirit. And as I love you utterly, so have you now become the whole world of my spirit. It is beside and beyond anything that you can ever do for me; it lies in what you are, dear love ??? to me so infinitely lovely that to be near you, to see you, hear you, is now the only happiness, the only life, I know. How long these hours are alone!
Yet is good for me to know the measure of my love and need, that I may at least be brought to so govern myself as never to lose the love and trust that you have given me.
Dear Frances, let us make and keep our love more beautiful than any love has ever been before.
Forever, dearest one.
Thy
Rockwell.
From Johnny Cash to his wife June

Hey June,
That??s really nice June. You??ve got a way with words and a way with me as well.
The fire and excitement may be gone now that we don??t go out there and sing them anymore, but the ring of fire still burns around you and I, keeping our love hotter than a pepper sprout.
Love John
From Jimi Hendrix to a girlfriend he called "little girl"

little girl??_..
happiness is within you??_.so unlock the chains from your heart and let yourself grow???
like the sweet flower you are??_..
I know the answer???
Just spread your wings and set yourself
FREE
Love to you forever
Jimi Hendrix
From King Henry VIII to Anne Boleyn (while he was still married to Catherine of Aragon), 1527

Darling, though I have scant leisure yet remembering my promise I thought it go convenient to certify you briefly as to how our affairs stand. As touching a lodging for you we have gotten one through my Lord Cardinal's means, the half of which could not have been found around here, for all causes, as this bearer shall more show you. As touching our other affairs I assure you there can be no more done, nor more diligence used, nor all manner of dangers better both foreseen and provided for, so that I trust it shall be hereafter to both our comfort, the specialties whereof were both too long to be written, and hardly to be sent through a messenger. Wherefore till your coming here, I keep something in store trusting it shall not be long to, for I have caused my lord, your father, to make his position with speed, and thus for lack of time darling, I make an end of my letter, written with the hand of him who wishes he were yours
H.R.
Though it does not belong to a gentleman to take his lady in the place of a servant, however, in following your desires, I willingly grant it, that so you may be more agreeably in the place that you yourself have chosen, than you have been in that which I gave you. I shall be heartily obliged to you, if you please to have some some remembrance of me. B.N.R.I. de R.O.M.V.E.Z.
Henry R.
From President Gerald Ford (and his children) to his wife Betty Ford shortly after she was diagnosed with breast cancer (1974)

Dearest Mom
No written words can adequately express our deep, deep love. We know how great you are and we, the children and Dad, will try to be as strong as you.
Our Faith in you and God will sustain us. Our total love for you is everlasting.
We will be at your side with our love for a wonderful Mom.
xxxx
Jerry
From Frida Kahlo to her husband Diego Rivera

Diego, my love,
Remember that once you finish the fresco we will be together forever once and for all, without arguments or anything, only to love one another.
Behave yourself and do everything that Emmy Lou tells you.
I adore you more than ever. Your girl, Frida
(Write me)
From Charlie Parker to his long-term girlfriend Chan Woods

To you;
The way I thought was wrong, having not known, it was right. Here is the proof of my feelings, Don??t hate me, love me forever: ??? ??? ??? ???
Beautiful is the world, slow is one to take advantage. Wind up the world the other way. And at the start of the turning of the earth, lie my feelings for thou.
To you
Shame on me.
I love you.
From Ludwig van Beethoven to an unidentified "Immortal Beloved" (1812)

6 July, morning
My angel, my all, my own self ??? only a few words today, and that too with pencil (with yours) ??? only till tomorrow is my lodging definitely fixed. What abominable waste of time in such things ??? why this deep grief, where necessity speaks?
Can our love persist otherwise than through sacrifices, than by not demanding everything? Canst thou change it, that thou are not entirely mine, I not entirely thine? Oh, God, look into beautiful Nature and compose your mind to the inevitable. Love demands everything and is quite right, so it is for me with you, for you with me ??? only you forget so easily, that I must live for you and for me ??? were we quite united, you would notice this painful feeling as little as I should??_
??_We shall probably soon meet, even today I cannot communicate my remarks to you, which during these days I made about my life ??? were our hearts close together, I should probably not make any such remarks. My bosom is full, to tell you much ??? there are moments when I find that speech is nothing at all. Brighten up ??? remain my true and only treasure, my all, as I to you. The rest the gods must send, what must be for us and shall.
Your faithful
Ludwig

Monday evening, 6 July
You suffer, you, my dearest creature. Just now I perceive that letters must be posted first thing early. Mondays ??? Thursdays ??? the only days, when the post goes from here to K. You suffer ??? oh! Where I am, you are with me, with me and you, I shall arrange that I may live with you. What a life!
So! Without you ??? pursued by the kindness of the people here and there, whom I mean ??? to desire to earn just as little as they earn ??? humility of man towards men ??? it pains me ??? and when I regard myself in connection with the Universe, what I am, and what he is ??? whom one calls the greatest ??? and yet ??? there lies herein again the godlike of man. I weep when I think you will probably only receive on Saturday the first news from me ??? as you too love ??? yet I love you stronger ??? but never hide yourself from me. Good night ??? as I am taking the waters, I must go to bed. Oh God ??? so near! so far! Is it not a real building of heaven, our Love ??? but as firm, too, as the citadel of heaven.
Good morning, on 7 July
Even in bed my ideas yearn towards you, my Immortal Beloved, here and there joyfully, then again sadly, awaiting from Fate, whether it will listen to us. I can only live, either altogether with you or not at all. Yes, I have determined to wander about for so long far away, until I can fly into your arms and call myself quite at home with you, can send my soul enveloped by yours into the realm of spirits ??? yes, I regret, it must be. You will get over it all the more as you know my faithfulness to you; never another one can own my heart, never ??? never! O God, why must one go away from what one loves so, and yet my life in W. as it is now is a miserable life. Your love made me the happiest and unhappiest at the same time. At my actual age I should need some continuity, sameness of life ??? can that exist under our circumstances? Angel, I just hear that the post goes out every day ??? and must close therefore, so that you get the L. at once. Be calm ??? love me ??? today ??? yesterday.
What longing in tears for you ??? You ??? my Life ??? my All ??? farewell. Oh, go on loving me ??? never doubt the faithfullest heart
Of your beloved
L
Ever thine.
Ever mine.
Ever ours.