Love Is Fresh Love Is Loving You love letter

Sometimes love comes when you are not ready. Sometimes love knocks on the door softly other times it seems it is just storming into our lives battering down the door we thought was firmly shut even locked.


This love letter obviously falls into the second category. The writer of this romantic love letter was definitely not looking for love but love came looking for her.

Dearest Bill,

After the death of my husband two years ago I thought my life was over. I expected to die of a broken heart still loving him and only him.  I was basically living a life as a zombie going through life with no feelings just dead to the world. I could not even relate to my own brothers and sisters who tried so hard to lift my spirit and offer counseling/support.

holding hands in new romantic love letterThat office dinner I could not get out of going to.  It was then that I noticed you.  Yes, we had met before but I had not noticed you then.  It was something truly different a feeling I had never felt before when you came over to me and I saw what was in your eyes. My stomach churned uneasily. You asked me to dance I wanted to say “NO” but the words refused to come out.  You took my silence as a “yes” and took my elbow leading me to the dance floor.

It was then I looked up again into your eyes.  My heart seemed to move within my body in a totally unexplainable way. It was something I had never felt before.  It felt like my body was trying to escape from your arms but there was an inner fight going on with me.  My body was arguing with my body wanting to run away but wanting to stay there in your strong comforting arms. A real magical feeling.

We walked to the balcony it seemed so natural to be led by you. It was as though you had done it to me hundreds of time before. Then you touched my lips with yours just lightly but I seemed to explode with energy and our lips locked together with superglue. I felt out of control and I was loving that freedom to be with you.

Yes, we spent the rest of that night together and I just could not believe the power and energy we had.  It has been three weeks since that first kiss and I have not been home at any time since then.  I feel I am walking on clouds with you and I love it.

I lived my life as a zombie but you have brought me back to life. You have allowed to enter into a world of feeling again.  I walk along the street to go to work and I see flowers that smile back at me.  Children running and laughing together brings laughter to me as well and my hart begins to bounce with joy as I almost skip along the road to the bus stop.

Yes, you can tell I am happy with you.  I may not know exactly what is happening within me but I need time just to grow again.  You have made me see I am a fast learner and you are a truly wonderful teacher.

All I can say to you is I love you and you are my world.

Always yours,

Jill

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“Lost Love Letter” from Queen Victoria

Love letter about her lost love love by Queen Victoria

Queen Victoria writer of this love letter

Queen Victoria writer of this love letter

This is a different type of love letter to what we usually publish on this love letters website but I found I could not exclude it. Many of us will know Queen Victoria (1819 -1901) as she is often portrayed in the media as a rather stiff royal figure. Perhaps even for the famous comment she made when told something she did not appreciate hearing replied “We are NOT amused”.

However she also had a very human side to her part of which was her her strong dependence on her husband Albert. She gave so much love to Albert that she was often considered as having no love left available for their children.

Even when he died in 1861 her love was so great it was virtually impossible for anyone to console her.  In Victorian times the death of any family member cast every person into a deep mourning wearing black almost constantly for period of up to a year.  For widows in society they were expected to continue in this  state for much longer.
We can read an example of the depth of her love for Albert in this love letter she wrote to her uncle  Leopold (who happened also to be the King of  Belgian)

To the King of the Belgians, sent from Osborne, December 20, 1861

MY own DEAREST, KINDEST FATHER, —

For as such have I ever loved you! The poor fatherless baby of eight months is now the utterly broken-hearted and crushed widow of forty-two! My life as a happy one is ended! The world is gone for me! If I must live on (and I will do nothing to make me worse than I am), it is henceforth for our poor fatherless children — for my unhappy country, which has lost all in losing him — and in only doing what I know and feel he would wish, for he is near me — his spirit will guide and inspire me! But oh! to be cut off in the prime of life — to see our pure, happy, quiet, domestic life, which alone enabled me to bear my much disliked position, CUT OFF at forty-two — when I had hoped with such instinctive certainty that God never would part us, and would let us grow old together (though he always talked of the shortness of life) — is too awful, too cruel!

And yet it must be for his good, his happiness! His purity was too great, his aspiration too high for this poor, miserable world! His great soul is now only enjoying that for which it was worthy! And I will not envy him — only pray that mine may be perfected by it and fit to be with him eternally, for which blessed moment I earnestly long.

Dearest, dearest Uncle, how kind of you to come! It will be an unspeakable comfort, and you can do much to tell people to do what they ought to do. As for my own good, personal servants — poor Phipps in particular — nothing can be more devoted, heartbroken as they are, and anxious only to live as he wished!

Good Alice has been and is wonderful.
The 26th will suit me perfectly.

Ever your devoted, wretched Child,

Victoria R.

Who would have imagined that Queen Victoria would have been able to write such a loving story in a love letter? Her grief did continue for many years after his death although some people suggest she later had an affair with her gamekeeper who was to become an almost constant companion to her.

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