OK, So before anyone starts ragging on this, I SENT THIS TO MY FIANCE. He's in the Air Force in Mississippi right now. Which is at least three states away from North Carolina. One of my friends read it and thought it was sweet and coaxed me into posting it places.

That said AWAY WE GO!

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I wish it would snow. Ever since I first met you, the snow has reminded me of you. Maybe because of the way you shared your coat with me, maybe because when I met you, you sometimes came across as cold, but in reality, you were quite soft.

The last comment is not an insult. Even with your front of not caring and just being a silly twit, perhaps there was simply something about my presence when you’d share your coat with me on the particularly cold mornings that made you, just for the briefest moments, drop your mask and reveal, if only to me, exactly how soft and caring you were.

It kept me from ignoring you. You were attractive, although sometimes annoying and I kept seeing those small flashes that you weren’t really the person on the outside. Which quite desperately made me want to dig until I found the actual you. But the idea at the time, and for a long time, terrified me.

Because I had such an aversion to trusting, well, anyone really. Of course, now that I’ve dug up the real person…and the fake person no longer seems to exist, I find that my dreams and even my idle thoughts are plagued by ideas of being close to you again.

Even if it is only standing in the cold so as to have an excuse to share your coat. That alone would give me the chance to stand against you and be reassured by your solid frame. And to be wrapped up in your strong arms. It would also give me the ability to look up into those beautiful hazel eyes, which seem to have no end to their depth. And to be close to your smell.

I try my best to re-create it in your absence, but sadly, the cologne enough is not the same. “One cannot live on fumes alone, despite how hard they try.” And it does seem so inordinately difficult to live in the absence of your presence. I find that I quite literally count even the minutes when I leave my house, counting how long it will be until I’m home and can at least talk to you again.

It is one of the little things, along with my memory and the phantom of your smell that keep me functioning at all I think. If I didn’t have such things, I think I would simply lie down and die.

I know in my heart that if I should lose you to anything, I would never find another person to love. My heart wouldn’t be able to do it and my mind would constantly spend every second with a veritable stranger comparing everything they did and said to you.

I say stranger because there is no being on this Earth that will ever know me as you do. And there never will be. There will never ever be another soul or body that is solid and steady and nearly infallibly trustworthy. There will never be another with eyes like yours, or a smile like yours. There will never be another with a scent like yours, even if they should wear the exact same cologne.

And there will never be another sweet, perfect half of me that will stand in the snow and cold and share their warmth and their coat with me.

How I wish it would snow.

Awww, that is really beautiful. Not only the writing, but the fact that there are still people in this harsh world who can care about each other like that :heart:

-chuckles- I suppose...when it comes to that, no matter how oddball we are, we're old fashioned lovers LOL

That's lovely. It seems like one of those letters they'd put in a book about love.

Oh God really!? I think I'd be mortified if I found out about that LOL.

As a love letter, it's fantastic. As fiction, it's lacking some things. You have two characters, both of whom are well established, the narrator and the object of the letter. What you're lacking is plot, or more than an outline of conflict. I think you could turn this into a fantastic story if you fleshed it out... instead of telling us about the narrator's fear of trusting, show it to us, with illustrative scenes. Instead of telling us about the protagonist's silliness, show it to us.

Though, as I said, as a love letter, it's fantastic, and if that's all you want to do with it, that's fine, too.

It's not fiction LOL. That's an actual love letter that I wrote and sent to my fiance.

I can write...I was thinking about teasing you lot with the first chapter of the book I'm writing in my spare time...SO! If you want to read an actual STORY, let me know and I'll post one for you!

Wow...
That is one of the most beautiful things that I have ever read.
I hope that I can find a guy to write something like that to one day.

And I hope everything goes alright with your fiance in the Air Force.

Thank You.

It is Romeo & Juliet all over again, I like the language/vocabulary you've used. He is one lucky man to have such a poetic and kind woman. (:
Well done.

-laughs- I don't much think of myself as poetic. In general I kinda suck at poetry. But thank you.