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Love Letters (Romeo and Juliet)
My Dear Romeo,
I stay still as you caress my back. Involuntary my breath hitches from the touch. I know you are doing what you think I want. You’re giving me a small amount of you as if I am to be rationed for a war that I never enlisted in.
I close my eyes and hold back the tears for the silent pain that the single gentle touch caused. We have grown older together as we pledged to do, and yet we can’t rather you can't....
I tell myself I can settle for a kiss, but that is pulled away. I can settle for this caress if there is to be nothing else, but I know my soul weeps.
It weeps from the lack of passion and desire that blazed in your eyes when wanting me. A tear escapes, and my skin flashes from hot to cold, embarrassed for the selfishness of wanting you.
Not a handhold. Not a lightly felt caress or a barely felt caress. I want you. Where the fire is shown, and the strength of your longing for me is given through your embrace.
I miss the way you respond to me. Plain old me, Juliet. I felt strong, bringing you to the edge and allowing you to dive into my depths.
I miss you, Romeo. My Romeo. You will never get to see this. I will tear it up and discard it. I need (pause and a tear)
I just need to say I love you, and if we shall never share a physical love again, then it will be. Till death do us part.
Your loving wife, Juliet.
Juliet my love,
I watched you take care of the home we built together day by day. There are no more little feet padding the stone floor, and yet it feels like time has stood still, my love.
From the moment my eyes laid upon you, there was never a sun that rose without you in my thoughts.
I have seen the way you have pulled away from me, and I know it's due to a lack of intimacy. It is not the way to tell one's wife one's very soul that you cannot…
I've often thought of ending it so you can move on and find another, but we've tried that before, my love, and we are both here still in the living.
Tonight, as I watch the sunset, I grieve internally for what I'm about to do. It is for the best, and I will do anything for you.
When you read this, please remember me. The man loved you from the beginning to the end, and we'll carry that love to the other side.
Love Romeo
I stay still as you caress my back. Involuntary my breath hitches from the touch. I know you are doing what you think I want. You’re giving me a small amount of you as if I am to be rationed for a war that I never enlisted in.
I close my eyes and hold back the tears for the silent pain that the single gentle touch caused. We have grown older together as we pledged to do, and yet we can’t rather you can't....
I tell myself I can settle for a kiss, but that is pulled away. I can settle for this caress if there is to be nothing else, but I know my soul weeps.
It weeps from the lack of passion and desire that blazed in your eyes when wanting me. A tear escapes, and my skin flashes from hot to cold, embarrassed for the selfishness of wanting you.
Not a handhold. Not a lightly felt caress or a barely felt caress. I want you. Where the fire is shown, and the strength of your longing for me is given through your embrace.
I miss the way you respond to me. Plain old me, Juliet. I felt strong, bringing you to the edge and allowing you to dive into my depths.
I miss you, Romeo. My Romeo. You will never get to see this. I will tear it up and discard it. I need (pause and a tear)
I just need to say I love you, and if we shall never share a physical love again, then it will be. Till death do us part.
Your loving wife, Juliet.
Juliet my love,
I watched you take care of the home we built together day by day. There are no more little feet padding the stone floor, and yet it feels like time has stood still, my love.
From the moment my eyes laid upon you, there was never a sun that rose without you in my thoughts.
I have seen the way you have pulled away from me, and I know it's due to a lack of intimacy. It is not the way to tell one's wife one's very soul that you cannot…
I've often thought of ending it so you can move on and find another, but we've tried that before, my love, and we are both here still in the living.
Tonight, as I watch the sunset, I grieve internally for what I'm about to do. It is for the best, and I will do anything for you.
When you read this, please remember me. The man loved you from the beginning to the end, and we'll carry that love to the other side.
Love Romeo
Published 17th Dec 2024
| Edited 18th Dec 2024
Author's Note
Just musing if Romeo and Juliet ever made it to their golden years. No comments needed on this one. Just enjoy the read. Thanks. Below Rhianna's Stay song goes well with this.
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