the love letter...

after watching the movie the love letter (1999), i realized that i had thrown away all of the letters of care and concern that i've ever gotten. i never got a real love letter, mind you, but i had cards that came with flowers and the "i love you" letters from the ex-hubby's deployments. but i threw them all out last july.

that made me rather sad. i realized i may never get another love letter, ever. but, up stepped a pal of mine. he wrote me a love letter. here it is:

I could use Shakespeare or Chaucer, Thoreau or Blake, but they could never have said how I feel about you. I look into your eyes and see the missing piece of my soul I thought I could never find. Your touch makes me feel alive and believe in love again. When your lips touch my lips, I feel like I’ve been kissed for the very first time. When you are away from me, I can still taste you on my lips and smell your sweet scent on my hands. When I close my eyes I can still see every curve or your sensuous body with my throbbing memory. I want to touch every inch of you with my hands and mouth and make you feel the way a woman was meant to feel. You are the other half of my soul and make me whole. Without you, I am not a man.

now while i know this is a "fake" letter, it made me cry. i want to feel that again. i want to make someone feel this way. i can't imagine a life of getting up every day if i really felt this wasn't a possibility. there is hope. there is love. it will just take a while to find it.