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I write this letter knowing of your existence but completely unaware of your whereabouts. It may seem foolish to cast upon the winds of chance a candle lit in your honour, a candle which casts a dancing shadow of your image. Your soul flutters across my path time and time again as my quest unfolds. It has been a journey not unlike yours I am sure, filled with moments both tangible and imaginary.
You have reached out to me in ways I never knew possible through the actions and words of others who I hold dear to my heart for they are your conduit to me. The first time you wrote to was in the form of love letters addressed to Nick from Sarah. I smile right now as I type. The words of our communication carried back and forth upon the tails of comets in all their glory and for all to see. The waves of emotion dancing within the wisps of the Aurora encompassed us like a blanket aside a fire on a gentle winter’s eve. From this you have taught me of your ability to love unconditionally and of mine to love back in the same fashion. We later met again when we walked along the river one winter’s day when I reached out my hand to help you up the bank back onto the path. We stopped to view the deer which seemed to be leading us on this journey. I gave you some bird seed and showed you how to feed the birds from your hand, I watched in amazement as each tear tried to form in your eyes but you held back. Your breath’s scampered as each bird fluttered to and fro until you earned their respect and then they landed upon your finger tips to feed. We held hands again as we continued that walk and when we got back to the parking lot to say our goodbyes and our hands fell apart……..so did my heart……it sank like nothing I have ever felt before. From this I have learned of your patience and understanding but most importantly I have learned what it would be like if I ever let go of you. We met again when you cast forth a brief and even carefree message. “To my dream man, I well be at the( pub you mentioned)”. I chuckled to myself as I wrote back asking if he had arrived in various forms of super hero style. The banter continued……ever so playful and always in tune. We shared a story that as we wrote it we brought it to life. I wrote of my vow upon my family shield and placed it in a bottle and left it at the pub for you to find. I learned just how important the playful banter is to hold at bay the everyday monotony, to create new smiles and reassure the bond we well build together. I have heard the cries of many women who have spoken with me via this conduit and from each of them I have seen the tears that I have caused in my past. I have been humbled on many an occasion and rightfully so. I am who I am today because of all that I have learned both bitter and sweet and this is who I am most proud of and so my dearest Sarah(your real name is unknown to me) I leave you with this note of my existence. Love Nick. |
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Edited by
Ainjel
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Sat 03/02/13 09:22 PM
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Oh wow..Truly wonderful..
I have written something like this in my head many times but too see someone actually transfer it to paper, is amazing.. |
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I wish I could write like that. Great writing.
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Oh wow..Truly wonderful.. I have written something like this in my head many times but too see someone actually transfer it to paper, is amazing.. Thank you. I have read your piece entitled "Finality" , absolutely beautiful. I look forward to finding more of your thoughts on the forums. |
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I wish I could write like that. Great writing. Thank you. I have read your work entitled "What can I get away with"......it would appear that it is I who is envious. |
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Each paragraph of your beautiful letter filled my mind with equally beautiful imagery, especially the walk along the river's edge What a wonderful write....
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Each paragraph of your beautiful letter filled my mind with equally beautiful imagery, especially the walk along the river's edge What a wonderful write.... Thank you for your kind words. It is but a brief glimps of the actual walk. The river is posted in my pictures along with the deer we had seen that day. Hot chocolate was brought along and a Christmas Tree was made in the fresh snow adorned with snowball ornaments. Some of that day is revealed in the story I posted. Again thank you. |
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Each paragraph of your beautiful letter filled my mind with equally beautiful imagery, especially the walk along the river's edge What a wonderful write.... Thank you for your kind words. It is but a brief glimps of the actual walk. The river is posted in my pictures along with the deer we had seen that day. Hot chocolate was brought along and a Christmas Tree was made in the fresh snow adorned with snowball ornaments. Some of that day is revealed in the story I posted. Again thank you. I did two things after reading the letter...First I looked at your profile When I saw the winter scenes, I though to myself, "That's the place he is referring to!" ...Next, I read your story...I enjoy reading you sir!! |
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Nice love letter !
Full of love,hope,dreams I truly enjoyed reading this... And i think many can relate as well Write On ! KiK |
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Nice love letter ! Full of love,hope,dreams I truly enjoyed reading this... And i think many can relate as well Write On ! KiK Thank you. The support shown here by so many in all the forums rivals even that of hardcore sports fans......you are all truely champions each in their own write. |
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