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A Love Letter To My Wife
by
Frank Fields
copyright 06-08-2007
Age Rating: 10 to 127
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I love you.
It seems that I have always loved you and that it can't be possible for me to live without you.
Have you really gone? We said good-bye, but not farewell. Or is that my own hurting heart hoping for a different truth? But why does my heart hurt, my love? You did nothing wrong, nor did I.
Do I love you so much that even the fear of losing your love makes me so sad that it makes my heart feel like it's being crushed?
Do you feel this same way, lover? Are you afraid that without my love you'll be as we were before? Empty, dry, hurting souls. Wanting to love and to be loved, but being so afraid of being hurt again that we walked like empty shells.
Oh my God, dear love. You can't be gone. Not from my heart. I promised you that's where you'd always be. You gave me the same promise. And we knew that our love was so strong, strong enough to withstand anything.
Not from my life. Please, dear saints in Heaven, don't let this be. We have both suffered before, for this same thing. A love lost, then again, and then again. But not with you. You are so special, you are my life, every waking moment from dawn till sleep I have you in my thoughts.
I hear your laugh, I love your voice, your eyes of hazel-green, hair silky, shiny smooth falls to your waist. We have traveled as none other. On my magick carpet with our friends, but of all else, I love but you.
You are gone, but for awhile. Not forever. For that I'd die, I truly would. I gave you my heart, my soul, my life to put into your treasure chest of love. As that is where I keep your gifts to me.
A cherished vision of a love so grand, that nothing can come between. My ring is on your finger, my plight of troth is in your ear. A golden, solar flare to let the whole world know of our love for each other.
How can you be gone? Is this something the saints and all the gods would truly allow? For you to be gone from my side, for me to be out of your thoughts? Am I never to know your gentle touch again? Your soft voice and lilting laugh of love? The happiness that we have known, the adventures that have been ours? Are these all to become dry, dusty memories in love's grave of impossibility?
Don't let me die like this, sweet love of mine. For if you are, in fact, gone forever, then die I will. Please tell me that my thoughts are wrong, my thinking muddled, that I am only imagining this loss.
My heart is heavy, lover. It hurts for you. Before my tears can wash this pain away, please tell me that you haven't left my life.
With all my Love, forever,
Your Husband
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08-25-2007 BJ Niktabe
Very touching! I've known a love lost (not to death, though), a love lost to another, and now I know true love. I dread the loss of that love, knowing it will only be to the death of one of us.
I have seen the pain caused by that loss recently, have heard the screams and sobs of a friend who lost her young husband way too soon. I still ache in my soul when I remember those screams.
Beautiful write Frank, thank you.
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06-18-2007 Denise Fairgrieve
This is a very deeply moving piece. And I am truly touched by the sentiment in it.
It is really hard to lose those that you love dearly. Even if it were not a wife/husband relationship, it would still be hard to lose. I feel this piece could be used for anyone who has loved someone then lost them at some point.
This really does show what people go through when that happens. Great piece. Keep it up.
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06-13-2007 Leigh G.
If we tried writing down all the things we've meant to say, but haven't, all the letters we've wanted to send, but didn't, do you agree that we would swiftly run out of paper or room on our computers?
I wonder, when my parents divorce (it's coming, my mother point-blank said she wasn't happy with my father anymore) if they shall feel this way years after word. I'm a little grim to the whole idea... Although, want to know something completely random? Koibito is Japanese for "lover". Good work, keep writing.
Leigh of the Commenting Community
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06-12-2007 Riona Evers
Hmm. A letter of love and compassion, as well as sympathy and 'request'; request for her to come back to your life. Although parted, the love is still there, is it not? And, to my astonishment, love that is still strong and so bonded. I presume the severance between the couple was one that was undesirable. Or maybe, it was desirable at first, but not for long? Nevertheless, after all these years, you still love her. That is beautiful. A strong love you have for your departed wife.
I sincerely hope reunion is certain.
Thank you for sharing this with us, Frank. ^^
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