FREE LOVE LETTERS

Category: Sorry

  • Love letter # 247

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    Paul Ransom
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    Because we were together, nothing else mattered. I am sure we now both find that sentiment a little far-fetched and adolescent. Having worked out that what we really wanted to put our efforts into were money and achievement and status, we naturally drifted apart. No little wonder there. So now we have a house of…

  • Love letter # 230

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    Paul Ransom
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    I realise now the extent to which you lied to me; the manner in which you ruthlessly manipulated my affection for you. Of late, I have been very angry about this – furiously imagining encounters in which I get to hold you accountable. Yet, I know that I allowed it. If you were cynical, I…

  • 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 # 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 –…

  • Love letter # 204

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    Paul Ransom
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    Because I was hurt, I tried to hurt you. Because my pride was punctured, I tried to shoot holes in yours. I sought respite from my pain in anger, and an answer to all my tormenting questions in the vicious conspiracy of hindsight. Yet in the end, all these things simply added up to the…

  • Love letter # 132

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    Paul Ransom
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    Sitting next to you tonight it hit me. You just tolerate it. That thing I took for your liking me was just you putting up with me. I saw it in your eyes. Please don’t look at me that way – that’s what they said. I may be a fool but I am not stupid.…

  • Love letter # 280

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    Paul Ransom
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    How did I not notice the signs? The signs that I wanted so desperately to see. How was it that I pushed you so hard for exactly what it was you were already giving me? Because I did not believe. It was not that you lied (which you did often), it was that my need…

  • Love letter # 147

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    Paul Ransom
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    Everything you heard is true. I did say those things. I was hoping to convince myself. I failed. In my pain I tried to hate you, to spill my guts like a shield. Easier to rage than to cry; to clothe my nakedness in lies. When the love I had could no longer be shared…

  • Love letter # 197

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    Paul Ransom
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    I know I hurt you. Even if I didn’t mean to. Things happened and…you know what happened next. I’m sorry for the mess I made, for my carelessness. And my cruel tongue. For taking some of it out on you. You ended up paying for things that weren’t yours. But it cost me too; if…

  • Love letter # 167

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    Paul Ransom
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    I hesitate to make promises, even though I want to. I’d like to say I’ll be the best but I know I won’t. I wish I had the strength to be constant but I’m as weak as anyone who ever told a lie. I could fluke perfection for a moment – maybe a day or…