Here comes another one.
Feel compelled to put ink on paper and pen this love letter, for what I feel for you must be written down. Let me not try to capture the significance of our relationship with mere words, but instead allow this love letter to take its time in conveying my fervent adoration; the captivating celestial bliss that only comes with meeting your true match in life. That is you, my love.
I see us as two figures bookended around a love poem, caught up in a wordless song whose melody bears no similarity to any other melody we have ever heard before. Every moment spent alone together feels like discovering another key that unlocks the hidden doorways of our quivering hearts. We discover pathways to one another's souls, soothing each other's loneliness and troubles connecting with an invisible thread that neither time nor distance can break away.
Having dreams filled with
Watching you sleep soundly beside me, amidst restless night and morning foggy light rays in those moments filled with quiet beauty and tranquility something flows within us that cannot be achieved by simply saying “I love you” or writing it down though every fiber of my being screams out loud worthy of such proclamation It is a powerful emotion that penetrates both inner thoughts and feelings healing cracks on an emotional level until all else fades away except for what lingers between us. A sacred connection astounds each experience shared together be it gaze into each other’s eyes or simple handholding there is a spellbound passion enthralled in our silent moments so mortal yet divine a testament that two souls from different corners of the world were meant just for each other meant to come together like pieces fitting perfectly into some forgotten puzzle...
No profound explanation or sophisticated notions about romantic encounters can convey what these paperless adjectives want to capture our humbly beautiful love story inspiring every leaflet beneath its feet reminding them why they are still here despite life's strings attached. And so here am I writing endlessly endlessly crafting memories in phrases kindly devoted at the altar of your hair gone wild by soft summer breeze trying desperately hard to jot down my heartbeats without choking on metaphors because as much as I could never fully comprehend what truth lies beyond this intrepid fortitude unveiling new meanings unimaginable before one thing remains constant The deep sense of knowing you bring through me capturing fireflies inside jars this feeling holds no boundaries it endures without fail magnifying all that needs be said prompting all endless possibilities spreading like incandescent sparks everywhere even after my last breath.