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a love letter
Let me be honest with you. Once upon a time, we knew each other, better than anyone. You could say we were a perfect fit. It's been years since we glanced in each other's direction. At least, I haven't glanced in yours. I am renewing myself but I can't remember past a month ago. It's a new, unchartered territory for me. Let me say, I feel honored to be meeting again. I've never met anyone like you before. You've captured my heart in a way I never imagined.
In my opinion, it's a complete understatement when people say that you were made in God's image. When I see you, I see the most beautiful, glorious type of love. I've walked a weary road up until now and it's taken me a very long time to get here. For that I am truly sorry. I know that you've been waiting. Thank you for waiting. I've been told stories of your love. The kind that have a beginning and an end. I really think that Queen sang it best.
~~~ You're my sunshine and I want you to know that my feelings are true, I really love you. You're my best friend.~~~
Please understand me when I say that it's been years since anyone has truly loved me. At least that's how it feels. And I know you've been waiting. All the time, all along, always waiting for me. Even after that boy hurt me and lied. After that man broke my heart over and over, and not even stitches & duct tape could hold my shattered heart. You waited. It's only by the power of your love that I am able to wake up every morning. I've tried to block the pain and the grief, so I won't have to hurt. I know now that I can turn to you with my pain & sorrow. No matter what situation I'm in, I know that you will be there with me. My dear, you may be the best boyfriend I've ever had. And there are only so many words I can use to describe you. Kind, forgiving, selfless, handsome, gracious. forever loving. something good. oh something good.
It's been years since I've felt this way. It's like I'm back in high school, only this time I'm not the girl in the back row, eating her hair and talking to herself. This time...I'm in the front row, eager to learn. I am no longer quiet and shy. Afraid of change. Afraid of the way things may turn bad. My faith is building. Your love is making me strong.
Mmmm high school. The football games, rallies and fundraisers and oh the dances... I remember the dances. All of the spring flings and homecomings. I remember watching all of the beautiful couples dancing; wishing I had someone to dance with. And then... the prom. That's sort of how it feels when you & I are talking. like the prom. But I'm no longer sitting in the corner. I have someone to dance with. My friend told me that there is someone who is waiting to dance with me. She said that he is tall and handsome, gracious & loving. It's you. You're asking me to dance. You're telling me that you've been waiting forever.
Guess what, my dear love.... I really want to dance with you. I want to fall in love with you. I think you may be the love of my life. I want to walk & dance with you forever. You are my companion, my friend, my love. You are the one I will count on. My dearest. My God... Our God. And it is only because of you that I will always believe, that all we need is love...love... your glorious, heavenly love.
Love, your daughter.
In my opinion, it's a complete understatement when people say that you were made in God's image. When I see you, I see the most beautiful, glorious type of love. I've walked a weary road up until now and it's taken me a very long time to get here. For that I am truly sorry. I know that you've been waiting. Thank you for waiting. I've been told stories of your love. The kind that have a beginning and an end. I really think that Queen sang it best.
~~~ You're my sunshine and I want you to know that my feelings are true, I really love you. You're my best friend.~~~
Please understand me when I say that it's been years since anyone has truly loved me. At least that's how it feels. And I know you've been waiting. All the time, all along, always waiting for me. Even after that boy hurt me and lied. After that man broke my heart over and over, and not even stitches & duct tape could hold my shattered heart. You waited. It's only by the power of your love that I am able to wake up every morning. I've tried to block the pain and the grief, so I won't have to hurt. I know now that I can turn to you with my pain & sorrow. No matter what situation I'm in, I know that you will be there with me. My dear, you may be the best boyfriend I've ever had. And there are only so many words I can use to describe you. Kind, forgiving, selfless, handsome, gracious. forever loving. something good. oh something good.
It's been years since I've felt this way. It's like I'm back in high school, only this time I'm not the girl in the back row, eating her hair and talking to herself. This time...I'm in the front row, eager to learn. I am no longer quiet and shy. Afraid of change. Afraid of the way things may turn bad. My faith is building. Your love is making me strong.
Mmmm high school. The football games, rallies and fundraisers and oh the dances... I remember the dances. All of the spring flings and homecomings. I remember watching all of the beautiful couples dancing; wishing I had someone to dance with. And then... the prom. That's sort of how it feels when you & I are talking. like the prom. But I'm no longer sitting in the corner. I have someone to dance with. My friend told me that there is someone who is waiting to dance with me. She said that he is tall and handsome, gracious & loving. It's you. You're asking me to dance. You're telling me that you've been waiting forever.
Guess what, my dear love.... I really want to dance with you. I want to fall in love with you. I think you may be the love of my life. I want to walk & dance with you forever. You are my companion, my friend, my love. You are the one I will count on. My dearest. My God... Our God. And it is only because of you that I will always believe, that all we need is love...love... your glorious, heavenly love.
Love, your daughter.
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