FREE LOVE LETTERS

Category: Grateful

  • Love letter # 368

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    Paul Ransom
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    Once we had that classic thing; you and me against the world. Sure, it was a delusion but at the time it was the most powerful and wonderful thing. I felt as though somebody, at last, got me. Together we were everything. Now, when I look back, I am tempted to see the ashes of…

  • Love letter # 373

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    Paul Ransom
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    This is for all of us – the great unremembered. The ones who shall end in dust. In this universe of time we are but sub-atomic flickers. In the crush of history, we are the buried empires – the nameless bones – the unrecorded particulars. Less than forgotten. Barely distinguishable from the great nothing. And…

  • Love letter # 340

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    Paul Ransom
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    When I loved you in the absence of detail there was only love; and in this way I held you in my arms and looked into your eyes and saw that I was not alone. Thank you.

  • Love letter # 377

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    Paul Ransom
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    Even after all this time I would still die in your place; because it was you who showed me a way of living that I had not previously imagined. When I first loved you the whole world came to life, and I discovered a new way of being. With you, I unearthed the real joy…

  • Love letter # 84

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    Paul Ransom
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    Talking to you now, after all this time, I am reminded of what it is I miss: emotional availability, compassion, unabashed honesty and the withholding of judgement. These are the qualities that still typify you and I. Even now – long after the storms that broke us up. Perhaps it is an easy thing to…

  • Love letter # 302

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    Paul Ransom
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    I loved you from the very first moment I saw you, for reasons that aren’t reasons. Today, I think of this miraculous confluence as an act of recognition. Of twin souls reconnecting. I realise that this is a highly romantic interpretation of events, but of all the explanations I can reasonably summon, it is the…

  • Love letter # 305

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    Paul Ransom
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    Although time and aeroplanes have put distance between us – and mismatched desires once drove a knife into our togetherness – the years and the miles have not dulled my central affection for you. Whatever the dramas and disputes were back then, the light that drew me to you shines as bright as it ever…

  • Love letter # 224

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    Paul Ransom
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    To live is to share; this is what I now realise. All my previous striving and apparent achievement gave me nothing that was not simply vanity or distraction in the guise of victory. In my pomp I rattled around in a room of echoes – hearing only the narcissistic babble of self. And even in…

  • Love letter # 337

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    Paul Ransom
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    As I have grown older I have come to realise that part of loving is knowing when to stop. Much as it saddens me to say, that time has now come. Your accidental utterance – your Freudian slip – let the cat out of the bag; and though my heart is broken, my mind is…

  • Love letter # 870

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    Paul Ransom
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    After today I love you even more. It’s not that you’re suddenly better looking or more desirable. Rather, it’s that you have allowed me to be absolutely honest. And you have returned the favour. Even now you know what’s driving me – sometimes eating me, scaring me, crushing me – you still have room for…