FREE LOVE LETTERS

Category: Sad

  • Love letter # 226

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    Paul Ransom
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    When you see the vicious volcano in me – all fire and spit and ash – what you are seeing is the conflagration in my soul. The one that still lights up the skies for you. Despite everything. Lies, betrayal, etc. Perhaps one day you will wear my vitriol as a badge of honour. A…

  • Love letter # 488

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    Paul Ransom
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    It’s ridiculous. Trying not to think about you is thinking about you. Making out I no longer care is caring with all my heart. I have tried to cut you out – to surgically remove the million traces you have left inside me – but perhaps all I have succeeded in doing is creating a…

  • Love letter # 399

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    Paul Ransom
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    However poorly things turned out – however awkward this is for us now – please remember that whatever else is true, I only ever tried to love you. Perhaps I did some things in pursuit of this which were not 100% honest, but I was fighting for your hand – staying in the game –…

  • Love letter # 282

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    Paul Ransom
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    When you came into the room unexpectedly last night, the calmness that I had felt all day dissipated in a heartbeat. That same heart was suddenly in my throat. Sense of calm replaced with shudders. It’s why I fled. It’s why I’m writing this. Also, I feel it is only fair that you know why…

  • Love letter # 466

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    Paul Ransom
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    How would it be if I did not love you? Easier for you – for me? No guessing left to do? No diplomatic tip-toe? If the sight of you did not fill me full of longing and sweetness, if you were not the first thing I thought of every day, if you were not the…

  • Love letter # 370

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    Paul Ransom
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    You ask me what is wrong; although I cannot believe you do not know. There is nothing wrong, per se – only that I love you – and that I have done so for ages. Silently, because I respect your situation. In my head, because it is the only safe place for me to say…

  • Love letter # 154

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    Paul Ransom
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    How much I have not wanted to write this letter. How long I have delayed it. Turned it over in my head – in my gut. But alas, I feel that I need to say this: I can no longer continue. Though I trust you, I also feel that you toy with my feelings –…

  • Letter to the lonely girl

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    Paul Ransom
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    I saw you when you first came into the bar. You were with your man. Your eyes, your smile, they were loving him – full of such care and wanting. So much kindness. And I was melted right there. But he turned his shoulder – flirted with the pretty, skinny girl standing next to him.…

  • Love letter # 240

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    Paul Ransom
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    I confess – I set out to be cruel to you today. I wanted to punish you for my hurt. But I couldn’t. I saw you and that warm, resilient flower inside me opened up, like the sun returning after winter. I wanted to push you away but something stronger kicked in. An elemental force.…

  • Love letter # 241

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    Paul Ransom
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    It’s the things you don’t prepare for that get through. That picture of you popping up on my slideshow. You reading the card I gave you, wearing the scarf I bought you. How could I have known that I would never hold you again? I believed we were closer than ever on that day. I…