The Love Letter
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Thread Topic: The Love Letter
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Alleria Novice
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Alleria NoviceDear _______,
When I first met you, I couldn't keep my eyes off you. Your beauty, personality capitivated me. When people spoke about you behind your back, I defended you, even though you never knew. I started going to the library every chance I got during my free period, just to see you, curled up in that chair, tucking your beautiful hair behind your ear as you read... Several times I wanted to talk to you but I never could. I looked forward to seeing you everyday because you made feel like nothing could ever go wrong in my life. And yes, I'll admit I followed you home several times just to make sure you got home safe.
When the teacher paired us up in Art, I felt overjoyed---finally, we would be able to get to talk. You were shy, so I tried to make it easier for you---and BOOM. You were talking, and I wanted you to keep talking in your beautiful voice that everyone else said was weird. I just heard your voice, your own voice that made you different. I wanted to kiss you right there and then. I didn't care if you wore hearing aids or glasses or did weird stuff even I didn't understand half the time; it was you. You were yourself. Then I finally got the courage to ask you out. I thought you would say no, but you blushed and said," I'll have to ask my mom." I knew right then, that it would be your first date, so I offered to meet your mom. Your mom didn't really approve of me being two years older than you since you were "only 15". I told her I wasn't going to hurt you--because why should people anyway? Finally she caved in, and we then went on our first date. It started off horrible. We went to the resturant I had been planning to take to you, only to find it burned down. Then I took you to the movies only to find out every single movie there was sold out. Finally, we agreed on going to the park. I brought you chocolate ice cream on a cone, which ironically was the last ice cream scoop there was, and you offered to share it with me. -
Alleria NoviceI didn't want to, because I had brought it for you, but you'd insisted. I caved in, and I asked you the things people talk about on thier first date. I was careful not to mention my ex-girlfriend though I said my last relationship wasn't going anywhere and that she'd been using me because she had. We talked the whole time, talking about our favorite things, our likes and dislikes, sitting on the bench, all to the point where it started to rain. I looked at you, and you were smiling. I watched as the rain splased tiny drops of water on you, making you even more beautiful. I asked you if you wanted to dance, and you agreed, then told me that you didn't know how to. I thought about it, then I told you to stand on my feet. I told you it was okay, because I wanted this to be the best first date you'd had in your life. I was really amazed you were so light; it was like you were made of air. I took your hand, placed the other on your back. We just danced---in the rain. You were laughing as I twirled you around, watching your beautiful dark brown eyes twinkled, your beautiful dark brown hair flying behind you making you seem graceful. I desperately wanted to kiss you but held myself back because I'd didn't know how you'd take it. I didn't realize our bodies had gotten that close, because your face was just inches away from mine. I asked if I could kiss you... And you said, "I'm not sure." When I asked you what you meant by that, you'd admitted that you never been kissed before. I just looked at you in disbelief because I couldn't believe that someone as beautiful as you had never been kissed before. I told you that we could wait until you were ready. We danced some more, rain soaking our clothes. By that time, your head was on my shoulder, and my chin was on top of yours...It was a perfect moment for me to realize that I--me, the bad guy in the whole school-- was in love with you. And it was real.
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Alleria NoviceI couldn't believe it. I walked you back home, because the car had broke down, (remember?). I walked to your doorstep. You turned to me, and said, "I think I'm ready for that kiss now." I reached out, and tucked a hair strand behind your ear... and I kissed you. I didn't shove my tongue in your mouth, didn't grope you in any way---our lips were just pressed together. Then after we pulled away, you hugged me, and smiled that beautiful smile of yours. I asked you if you wanted to go out on another date, and you said yes. I was happy, watching you walk inside your house after we'd exchanged numbers. I walked home in the rain. After a fight with my dad, I called you and we talked for hours. I just wanted to hear your voice. Monday came, you avoided me, I couldn't understand why. When I finally got the chance to ask you, you asked me what my game was. You went on, explaining about the bet, and that it was all a joke. I realized Mark--that jackass--had fooled you to believe that I was pretending that I was in love with you, when it was him that was pretending. I was extremely pissed off that he would take advantage of you. I tried calling you every chance I got but you never answered. I overheard you were going to a party with him. I told myself I had to stop him before you found out the truth. I went-- actually snuck in-- the party. When I finally found you, you were wasted as hell, and I knew that you didn't know Mark had spiked your punch. I tried talking to you, but you didn't want to listen. You went upstairs with Mark, I knew something bad was going to happen. One girl--who was sober-- told me Mark was going to to rape you. I ran upstairs the minute I heard that, and kicked each door in, until I found you. You were screaming, with him covering your mouth---I yanked him off of you, and punched him in the face, then threw him out in the hallway. You were sobbing, and I had to convince you I wasn't going to hurt you; that I was going to take you home.Finally you nodded
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Alleria Novicethen passed out. I put your shirt back on, then I picked you up and carried you downstairs. I carefully put you in the backseat of the car, and drove you home. I told your mom about what happened at the party, after I carried you upstairs and put you in your bed. She told me "Thank you" repeatly. I asked if I could stay for a while, and she'd agreed. We talked for a while, and somehow---I guess, mother's intiution--- found out about my dad. She told me I could stay the night. I told her that it wasn't right, since she barely knew me, but she kept insisting. I agreed and stayed the night. Morning came---I didn't sleep--- you came downstairs, your hair messy. You saw me, I saw you, you went over to me and threw your arms around me, sobbing, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I should've listened." Your mom called us in, told the school we were sick, and to be honest we both were. I held you as you cried tried to think of what my mom would say and tried to soothe you. Your mom didn't say anything just looked at us. Finally you pulled away, I helped wipe your tears away. I wanted to kill the b------ who had done this to you.
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Alleria NoviceWhile you were sleeping that night, I snuck out and beat the crap out of Mark for what he did to you. Unfortunely, his parents found us, and I was sent to the holding cell for the night. I was grateful your mom bailed me out. After a few weeks you started having nightmares, screaming bloody murder every night... I ran upstairs and tried to comfort you. You cried all nght as I held and rocked to back to sleep.
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Alleria NoviceFew months passed, you found out you were pregnant. You were so upset, didn't know how to tell your mom that you had Mark's baby. I told you we should tell her together and we did. I offered to be listed as the father of our baby on the birth certificate as Mark as hell wouldn't. You wouldn't sure but after thinking you agreed. I researched on how to be a father--a good father--- unlike my dad. It was a great life for us, but like you said we had our share of fights. We yelled over stupid stuff that we regretted. Then we made up because it wasn't worth it. Then you had the miscarriage and our baby was gone. You became depressed, and I helped you get your life back on. After 4 years later after we got married, you said you wanted to try it with me. I wasn't so sure, but I wanted it to. I was gentle for you. You asked me how I got my scars on my back, I told you about my dad. We had our perfect bliss of a moment. Then you were sick, I took care of you. And you were gone. And now I'm writing this for you, while standing at your grave. I remember how you said no one really writes letters anymore, so I'm writing this for you.I think of your face, your smile, your eyes,your hair, your touch, the taste of your lips, how you smelt... I thank God everyday that you came in my life and changed it. I love you. We'll be together again soon.
Your True Love,
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Alleria NoviceWhat'd you guys think of this?
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:o This is beyond amazing. It contains a lot of different emotions, anger, sadness, love, happiness. And they all go very well together. I would say great job but that would be an understatement. /.^ You got talent.
Also, this should go in the literature forum. -
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Alleria NoviceGreat spamming!
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This is great!
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Alleria Novice
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*dies* I cried this is a beautiful tale of true love.
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