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Love letter # 448
Love is like a carpark sometimes. Y’know, circling round, looking for somewhere to pull in. Hoping someone might let you…
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Love letter # 475
Overwhelmed, almost crushed, by the sheer breathtaking beauty of things. The salty air. Damp earth. The warmth of your arms…
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Love letter # 283
To this day I remain astonished at your choosing of me. Grateful for the shine in your smile. Amazed by…
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Love letter # 402
Was this how it was? When we were together they could never hurt us. In our world there was no…
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Love letter # 335
It was through your beauty that I fell upon these things. On pleasant rambles unearthed. Dug from dark marrow and…
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Love letter # 414
Forgive me – for I have been the fool of beauty. It has unwound me. Stripped me back. So much…
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Love letter # 401
This is your time of year; the soft and quiet settling of winter. In your boots and scarves. Your alabaster…
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Love letter # 265
What was once a wind whipped, steely chill is now the softly folding mist. Hard edges turned to comfortable blur.…
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Love letter # 334
He sits waiting by the window at his favourite café, looking at his watch. She keeps her phone by her…
