I wish I could forget how easily you lied… and I wish I could tell if you were lying now. We spend most our nights holding each other… but the intimacy it once held is gone… why can’t you lay with me with out her? why was everything perfect when we lived a lie? I
Read more →You are so full of joy. Every time you smile you do it with your whole face and it makes me melt. You have the kind of beauty that inspires poetry, music, and heart-ache. You are smart, kind, sophisticated and fun. Your big heart and beautiful soul is evident to anyone that spends more than
Read more →We’ve been apart for over a month now. You’ve already moved on and the thought of someone else in my life literally makes me sick. We spoke of so many things together….we were so close to buying a ring. I never meant to hurt you, you’ve been my best friend for so long…I know we
Read more →Ok, so after browsing many a letter on this site, I have come to realize that the vast majority of people who right to LettersIllNeverSend are writing about love. Whether it be love lost, love gained, or someone pining for love, there is a common theme. I am sorry to those who are reading this
Read more →Dear Adam, I’m sorry you got fired. I’m just as sorry that I had a hand in it. But you did something that was strictly against the rules, and then you lied about it. And you had other people try to cover up your tracks for you. That is unacceptable, especially at camp. You’re a
Read more →do you have any idea how much i love you? you don’t, and that’s what hurts the most. i wanna know, i wanna know how it can be one whole year since i last felt the electricity of your touch. one whole year, and i feel like we were together just yesterday. how can a
Read more →Dear PR, I don’t think I will ever be able to tell you how much you mean to me. Even if we’re still together 90 years from now, words will never be able to express these feelings. This past year has been great, even with our highs and lows. There have been days when i
Read more →I wish you were still here. I wish I could call you and tell you about my day. I wish you’d tell me my heartbreaks will be okay. I wish I understood. Why can’t you be my Da anymore? Why won’t she let me be her daughter, too? Can I ever see you again? Who
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