by Anna Katharina on January 29, 2009

in Journal,Love and Emotions

Excerpts from my love letters collection circa 1982. It speaks of how a love one who is far away feels during times of loneliness.

Sometime I wonder where would I’d be, and its only you that says that I’m always with you.

Of great love, everything abstract had a definite form because of you; that I cannot afford loosing you.

Of passion, I may be so much controlled by emotions of which I feel guilty if I do offend you.

Sweetheart, I’m getting too much dependent on your love which can surely kill me if I’m times I feel that you do have some heartaches caused by a fool like me.

I am a fool because you have been doing things easy for me and in return I make things hard for you.

If at times, I do act like a fool to you, it would only mean I’m running out of ways on how to please you. Sometimes I’m helpless, sometimes I’m confused, sometimes I do not know what to do for I’m conscious of everything for the thought I can make love full of happiness. 

Oftentimes, every actions I do would be so weak that will only lead for you to be sad.

This shall be a “long distance love affair” if our duty calls for. It will be nice to hear from a far away sweetheart whose only wish is to be heard and be remembered for always. We are then to be engulfed by miseries and worries, though those things abound, love conquers because its that enduring faith and trust for each other that matters, no way to worry any further though we seem afar.

When ever I’m away to find refuge over strong winds that blow, I can only find those branches of yours to cling on that I may not be blown over with the dust and never be far away enough when we’re down. I can easily go back and fly over you, for your branches seek to spread out and call me.

Whenever time would tend to bring me somewhere, I always seek out for the moments, so the ticks would speed up for me to reach you.

A shelter indeed, I found when rain falls so hard that I cannot spread my wings to fly; you have those large leaves of yours to keep me dry. Yes, when sorrows surround and tears do fall. I can let every drop to dry for your comforting ways keep me going.

When I am blinded or don’t know where to go, especially on times when darkness do catch me when I used to be on the other side of the world. I can always smell your fragrance and guide my home back to your loving arms

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