Roses are red, Violets are blue, here's a LOVE LETTER for you.
There's something beautiful, artistic, heartfelt, and heartbreaking about a handwritten love letter. In the era of emails, text message "I love you's" and iPhones the art of the LOVE LETTER is somewhat lost. The scribbles, the tear drops and the smell of perfume spritzed on the paper. Who would you write a letter to?
The innocent kind....
Asia wrote 300 love letters to people; friends, lovers, ex-lovers, and taped them on the outside of the letter for all to read….check out the link on why she did it!
"I hardly understand your language...."
...the letter is gone, but the words live
“To Robert Browning:
And now listen to me in turn. You have touched me more profoundly than I thought even you could have touched me – my heart was full when you came here today. Henceforward I am yours for everything….
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
(1806-1861)”
"Let's open the windows and let the sun shine in"
I LOVE SOMEONE WHO HATES ME
"I hoped your hands would never leave me...."
"Come here, I'd like to curl my body around you"
A love letter (or Valentine) to Brooklyn
Cuz I had a rough time transitioning to Manhattan, even though I’m living in wonderful Tribeca. What can I say, Brooklyn has a hold on me. See below for the text.
Dear Brooklyn,
My heart has been broken since we parted ways in December. Manhattan is pleasant and charming enough, but it doesn’t come close to what you and I had–not even the new and adventurous can compare to 4 wonderful years together, Brooklyn.
I miss every inch of you. The timing isn’t right–we’re both in different places–but I’m hoping that one day, you’ll take me back with open arms.
I love you, always and forever.
-Alicia K.
"...you make me feel more secure"
"Funny outfits included."
"We're grown ups now can you believe it?"
I LOVE YOU NO LONGER, ON THE CONTRARY- I DETEST YOU.
Spring 1797
To Josephine,
I love you no longer; on the contrary, I detest you. you are a wretch, truly perverse, truly stupid, a real Cinderella. You never write to me at all, you do not love your husband; you know the pleasure that your letters give him yet you cannot even manage to write him half a dozen lines, dashed off in a moment! What then do you do all day, Madame? What business is so vital that it robs you of the time to write to your faithful lover? What attachment can be stifling and pushing aside the love, the tender and constant love which you promised him? Who can this wonderful new lover be who takes up your every moment, rules your days and prevents you from devoting your attention to your husband?
Beware, Josephine; one fine night the doors will be broken down and there I shall be. In truth, I am worried, my love, to have no news from you; write me a four page letter instantly made up from those delightful words which fill my heart with emotion and joy. I hope to hold you in my arms before long, when I shall lavish upon you a million kisses, burning as the equatorial sun.
-Napoleon Bonaparte
"Are your eyes dusted with glitter???"
"I like you in your element"
"I'm afraid to wear my heart on my sleeve..."
"I can't think of anyone else I would rather call my ROAD DAWG"
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