<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:20:16.393-08:00</updated><category term='Miscellaneous Love Letters'/><category term='Lost love letter'/><category term='Long Distance Love Letters'/><category term='Missing You Love Letters'/><category term='letters of the greats'/><category term='Tips on Writing a Love Letter'/><category term='&quot;I Love You&quot; Love Letters'/><category term='note'/><title type='text'>Love letters, romantic letter, send your love, love messages,  dearest love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03635362069184785402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-8128537246666570173</id><published>2010-04-23T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T04:42:38.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing You Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Missing You Endlessly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Bryon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you have been gone for almost 3 years, and it seems like forever.  Yet, you say your love for me is as strong, if not stronger, as it was  the day you left. I wish you were right here with me now so it wouldn't  be so hard for me to believe. I can't help but to love you with every  beat of my heart, and with every ounce of my soul. You are the absolute  best thing to ever happen in my life, next to our 3 beautiful children.  And, you are the most sensitive, caring, tender, considerate, loving man  I have ever met. You are simply amazing. I would never dream of letting  you go, and I wouldn't be able to live another breath in this world if I  didn't have you on my side, as my husband, lover, and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:fUvCMh6xkTAx-M:http://img1.coolspacetricks.com/images/commentgraphics/miss-you/87817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 95px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:fUvCMh6xkTAx-M:http://img1.coolspacetricks.com/images/commentgraphics/miss-you/87817.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know you believe that good things come to those who wait, but my  wonder is ... why does it take so long for those good things to arrive,  and why does the wait have to come with all these obstacles of hard and  testing times? All I have right now are my dreams of you, so I will  close now to dream of us, and wait for that precious tomorrow when I can  wake up to my dream come true -- YOU!! Stay strong, Baby, and I will  always love you, and I will wait as long as it takes. Because my love  for you won't change in a year - or - twenty, not even a life time. It  is you and me, Baby, forever. Thank you for loving me; I have never  truly lived until the day I received your love. I just can't wait until I  get the chance to live again, so please hurry back home to me. I love  you always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shorty&lt;br /&gt;From lovingyou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-8128537246666570173?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/8128537246666570173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/missing-you-endlessly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8128537246666570173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8128537246666570173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/missing-you-endlessly.html' title='Missing You Endlessly'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-6529926374348938660</id><published>2010-04-23T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T04:42:50.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing You Love Letters'/><title type='text'>I Love You Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Chris Jan,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do swear that I'll always be there. I'd give anything and everything  and I will always care. Through weakness and strength, happiness and  sorrow, for better or worse, I will love you with every beat of my  heart! You are the love of my life and I am glad that I picked you to  fall in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first met and I told you that you never had a chance, well, look  what happened. I am so happy that we have made it to six months and I  know that there are many more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I met your mother I thought, 'Great, she is  not a talker,' and then the two-hour talk we had was like, 'Wow, and oh  my god!' I thought I was going to die because the stuff coming out of  her mouth was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:KVuPmdm8qq_U0M:http://files.myopera.com/seungahjishin/blog/i-love-you-in-sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 98px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:KVuPmdm8qq_U0M:http://files.myopera.com/seungahjishin/blog/i-love-you-in-sand.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I about cried when you told me that I was/am the best thing that has  ever happened to you. I know that is true because I am your everything  and I'm the only thing you care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have helped each other grow so very much. Like when I got my job you  got all disappointed because you had been searching longer than me, but  what do you know, you got a job! The first time we fought I felt so bad  that is was my fault but now we make sure that no one or anything gets  in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that you are not the kind of guy that would cheat on me and  you should know that I would NEVER cheat on you because I love you with  all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was so cute the first time you said I love you because I  know you where trying so hard to let it out but you weren't sure when  would be a good time it say it. You are so cute and romantic and I love  all the things that you have done and that you do for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day that we are apart I think that it brings us closer together  because it makes us think about each other. I hope we last a life time  because I want to have a family with you. I seriously think that you  would make a great husband, father and friend. If you think of us just  remember to "let us burn!!" I love you with all my heart and I miss you  so much right now.  Please come home from California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mallory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;from lovingyou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-6529926374348938660?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/6529926374348938660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/i-love-you-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6529926374348938660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6529926374348938660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/i-love-you-better.html' title='I Love You Better'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-8202860229489090670</id><published>2010-04-21T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:15:08.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous Love Letters'/><title type='text'>romantic love letters</title><content type='html'>Dearest Bill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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 counselling/support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All I can say to you is I love you and you are my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Always yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jill&lt;br /&gt;From loveletterscentral.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-8202860229489090670?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/8202860229489090670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/romantic-love-letters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8202860229489090670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8202860229489090670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/romantic-love-letters.html' title='romantic love letters'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-5962183257682115906</id><published>2010-04-21T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:15:38.771-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Distance Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Long Distance Love</title><content type='html'>Dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very important for me to express to you how much you really mean  to me.  I wish I could do this in person while holding you in my arms  and gazing into your eyes.  But since we are physically separated by  miles of emptiness, this expression must come in the form of letters  such as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I know it is difficult for you, as it is for me, to be separated  for so long. Life&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; seems to be full  of trials of this type which test our inner strength, and more  importantly, our devotion and love for one another.  After all, it is  said that "True Love" is boundless and immeasurable and overcomes all  forms of adversity.  In truth, if it is genuine, it will grow stronger  with each assault upon its existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:JXS8hGuQu7RI1M:http://cdn.thefrisky.com/images/uploads/long_distance_love_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 113px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:JXS8hGuQu7RI1M:http://cdn.thefrisky.com/images/uploads/long_distance_love_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dear, our love has been assaulted many times, and I am convinced that it  is true because the longer I am away from you, the greater is my  yearning to be with you again.  You are my Charming Prince, and I am  your devoted Princess.  I cherish any thought of you, prize any memory  of you that rises from the depths of my mind, and live for the day when  our physical separation will no longer be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Until that moment arrives, I send to you across the miles, my tender  love, my warm embrace, and my most passionate kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Your baby&lt;br /&gt;From romancestuck.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-5962183257682115906?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/5962183257682115906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/long-distance-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/5962183257682115906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/5962183257682115906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/long-distance-love.html' title='Long Distance Love'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-6328760445009908613</id><published>2010-04-21T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:15:58.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost love letter'/><title type='text'>To Be With You Again</title><content type='html'>Dear Scott,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things that I would love to share with you. I am scared,  for many years have gone by and I am still so in love with you. I miss  you so much and pray that one day we will be able to start off from  where we left off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:5dIU0Hu_lbIeDM:http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/261/2/7/The_Secret_by_Eibo_Jeddah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:5dIU0Hu_lbIeDM:http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs51/i/2009/261/2/7/The_Secret_by_Eibo_Jeddah.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am unsure how you feel for me. I wish somehow I could find a way to  find out. I am extremely shy to express my feelings to you. I see you  often. I think about you constantly and I always have you on my mind. I  wonder what we could share together. I always think of if you are living  a happy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be with you I will always hold in my wildest dreams. You hold a very  genuine love in my heart. I love you still. No matter how long it shall  take to hold and kiss you again, I will always have the need for your  love in my life. This would take a miracle to come true. I know you are  out there. I would die to be with you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandy&lt;br /&gt;From lovingyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-6328760445009908613?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/6328760445009908613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/to-be-with-you-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6328760445009908613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6328760445009908613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/to-be-with-you-again.html' title='To Be With You Again'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-8970476343674878172</id><published>2010-04-18T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:16:19.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing You Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Without You</title><content type='html'>Dear Tanya,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week without you is like one moment without air, like one day  without food and a week without water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:FEcqkcTzcVeKcM:http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/2602597298_68380db66f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:FEcqkcTzcVeKcM:http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/2602597298_68380db66f_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One week without you is like a month without sunshine or shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week without your voice is like a year absent the sound of music, or  of birds, or of rain and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week without your comfort is a week without sleep, for my heart  knows no rest, and my nights give no peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week without your love, and my days are empty of beauty; though I  see about me everywhere others whom are called beautiful, none of them  compare with your visage as I gaze at your photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week without speaking with you is like years alone in the wilderness  or a deserted island; though I may talk with people on the streets, my  soul has no communion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week without you is like a year in a prison; though I may come and  go as I please, my soul knows no freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week without you in my life is like no life at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-8970476343674878172?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/8970476343674878172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8970476343674878172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8970476343674878172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/without-you.html' title='Without You'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-8621959016772286042</id><published>2010-04-15T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:16:40.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous Love Letters'/><title type='text'>A Love I Will Never Forget</title><content type='html'>Dear Shortie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I don't know where to start. I love you. I have loved you since as  long as I can remember, Shortie. I guess the first time I told was when  I realized how much you meant to me. We have known each other for  years. Once we got together, I couldn't believe how good things were  going. It was too good to be true. It was perfect in the beginning. I  loved you, and you loved me. I felt like that's the way it should still  be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:f3J_GZs9vMcmkM:http://blog.crowinfodesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/love_letter_new_job.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 97px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:f3J_GZs9vMcmkM:http://blog.crowinfodesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/love_letter_new_job.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't want you to leave - honestly, I didn't. If I could go back, I'd  beg you to stay by my side. To know you'd be miles away was breaking my  heart, but I wanted you to be happy. I wanted you to make a good future  for yourself, for us. Now that I think about it, how could I have let  you go? What was I thinking then? Look what has happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we've been through the toughest of times. And because of that I  think we are stronger than we thought. We lasted a good while. I'm so  incredibly sorry for everything that I did wrong. I wish you could just  tell me, and I would change it all. But, you know that neither of us  were innocent when it came to hurting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I said I would marry you, I meant it. I wanted to live my entire  life loving you. We could have grown old together. I know you wanted  that. It would have been great. But what happened to us, Shortie? Where  did we go wrong? Wasn't our love untouchable? Wasn't it strong? I sit  and think, and the only thing that best explains it is that we needed to  be together physically. Having you in one state and me in another was  unbearable. Although, I wanted to be with you so badly, I also have  school and my life here. If I could go back I'd probably leave with you  when I had the chance. Would things be better now or is this the way it  is supposed to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is we may not be together now or maybe not ever again. But I  want you to know that you are someone I will never ever forget. I loved  you, and still love, and will always love you, no matter what. We've  been through a lot. But that love is still there. I hope you find  happiness. I hope all your dreams come true. You deserve a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very lucky to have had the chance to experience the love we once  had. It's something I will forever cherish. Please don't forget it. I  know things aren't the best now, but at least we still have our  friendship. That's where it all started. I just ask for one thing; be  happy, and know that I'm happy. I will always think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from lovingyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-8621959016772286042?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/8621959016772286042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/love-i-will-never-forget.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8621959016772286042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/8621959016772286042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/love-i-will-never-forget.html' title='A Love I Will Never Forget'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-2381604293367779829</id><published>2010-04-15T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:17:03.116-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Why I Chose You</title><content type='html'>Dear Jhirmil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time you ask me why I chose you ... what is so special  about you? Well, the reason is simple; I chose you because you are  YOU!!! I have never had anyone treat me the way you do. I have never had  anyone just look at me and make me feel beautiful. You do that to me!  You make me feel special and wanted. As liberal as I can be, I would  never do anything to hurt you. You mean more to me than you realize. I  am hoping that one day I can prove all of this to you! I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:MzYKyIDQpwEfLM:http://images.91.com/news.us.91e/images/jteam/images/event/valentine/images/lovsss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 114px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:MzYKyIDQpwEfLM:http://images.91.com/news.us.91e/images/jteam/images/event/valentine/images/lovsss.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;want you for  you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayoko&lt;br /&gt;From lovingyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-2381604293367779829?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/2381604293367779829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/why-i-chose-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/2381604293367779829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/2381604293367779829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/why-i-chose-you.html' title='Why I Chose You'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-6322934820293023928</id><published>2010-04-15T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:18:01.214-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips on Writing a Love Letter'/><title type='text'>How to Write the Perfect Love Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How to Write the Perfect Love Letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Larry Barkdull, Award-Winning, Nationally Recognized Writer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your heart is beating wildly or maybe it is broken. Either way, you wish you could say what you feel, but every time you try, you come up short. Welcome to the complicated world of love! Take comfort in knowing that poets and statesmen have struggled with the same question—"How do I write the perfect love letter?" Here are some simple guidelines that can help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Presentation. Use beautiful stationery (a neutral, soft color, such as cream or white) and a flair pen with black or brown ink—no blues, greens or reds! Remember, your Love Letter is being written to someone special. Hand-written letters are best. This is personal--you are not writing a business letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ambience. Go to a secluded place and put on soft, romantic music. A quiet room would be nice. Dim the lights. Stimulate a romantic mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keepsake. Date your Love Letter (month, day, year). This is a letter that will be treasured and remembered. You can bet that it will be read over and over and safeguarded in a special place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Greeting. Choose an endearing salutation. Don't be formal. Use you love's first name. For example: "My dearest Jennifer . . ." or "My darling Matt . . ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Beginning. Start your Love Letter by telling your beloved your reasons for writing. For instance: "I have lain awake many sleepless nights trying to compose words that might adequately describe the feelings of my heart. But every time I have made the attempt, I have failed miserably. Please forgive my poor effort and accept a trite and simple phrase: I love you. I think I can say it no better than that..." Never insult your beloved's feelings or belittle yourself by saying something like: "I know you probably don't feel this way," or "You must think I'm crazy." If you are timid in your Love Letter, your attempt at conveying heartfelt words will fall flat and might be misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Body. The body of the Love Letter should include reasons for why you fell in love. Here are some ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * recall when you fell in love with him/her&lt;br /&gt;   * explain how your life has changed for the better&lt;br /&gt;   * describe how much you miss your love when you're apart&lt;br /&gt;   * explain that you can't imagine life without him/her&lt;br /&gt;   * list some of the many things you have in common&lt;br /&gt;   * tell how wonderful and complete he/she makes you feel&lt;br /&gt;   * recall some special moments you've shared together&lt;br /&gt;   * mention times you've picked him/her out of a crowd&lt;br /&gt;   * list qualities that set him/her apart from everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid being casual, too light-hearted, or openly erotic. A Love Letter is a letter of respect that coveys deep, difficult-to-express feelings. Don't discount the impact of poetry in place of, or in addition to, your words. Maybe your beloved has a favorite author or poet. It will be seen as a compliment if you take the time to quote someone he/she admires. Be sure to give proper credit where it's due. Don't forget the Internet is a great place to find that poem or song you are trying to quote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be real. Your Love Letter should be a carefully crafted work of art, but it also needs to sound sincere. You want your Love Letter to make your beloved fall in love, not fall into laughter. Be confident as you express your emotions, dreams, and vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: don't expect your first attempt will be the letter you send. Practice on scrap paper before you start writing on your good stationery. REVISE, then leave it for a few hours, then return and revise it again. Read it again in the morning before you send it. You'll improve it, as well as have fewer regrets—guaranteed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Closing. End your Love Letter with carefully worded prose: "There, I have said it. I can rest now. And as I dream, I will dream of you." Make your closing upbeat and positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Valediction. Don't just end with: "Love, Eric." Even if you said, "All my love," it would be better. You become even more romantic by writing something like: "Dream of me, my love..." What you want is a simple, yet heartfelt goodbye: "With undying love," or "Forever yours." Remember, you may think this is too sappy, but your loved one will treasure each word. Be prepared to have it quoted to you in years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Insert. Include a special extra: petals from a flower, sprinkles of stars, a teabag of your favorite tea ...You get the idea. That little extra effort means you really put some thought (and heart) into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Neatness counts. Gently fold the Love Letter and place it in a neatly addressed envelope—hopefully, one that matches your stationery. The correct way is to fold a small stationery sheet (or sheets) in half with the text on the inside. Place the letter in the envelope with the crease at the bottom and the salutation facing the back. Hand address the envelope. Remember what your elementary teacher taught you about penmanship--make sure your love is able to read your writing! Add a stamp that looks romantic--the Garden Bouquet stamps are nice--and affix it upside down. It is a custom that means, "I love you." Drop the letter in the mail. That's it! Expect an emotional response. And here's another tip: buy some breath mints--you'll need them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Be expressive. Here are some popular words to use in your Love Letter: angel, angelic, lover, giving, alluring, tempting, sensual, sensuality, seeing, tasting, touching, holding, caressing, memories, memorable, darling, gorgeous, absence, velvet, voyage, beautiful, vision, elation, blossoms, happy, kisses, innocent, passion, dreaming, delirious, temptation, complete, desire, content, embrace, rainbow, rose, adoring, stars, privileged, heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from writeexpress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-6322934820293023928?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/6322934820293023928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/how-to-write-perfect-love-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6322934820293023928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6322934820293023928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/how-to-write-perfect-love-letter.html' title='How to Write the Perfect Love Letter'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-2166167532023123284</id><published>2010-04-15T21:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:18:23.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;I Love You&quot; Love Letters'/><title type='text'>With You, I've Got Nothing To Ask For</title><content type='html'>Dear Jun Wen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told you many times and I'll still want to tell you again, Jun Wen,  I really thank God for you in my life. Maybe in this lifetime, you will  never know how much I love, I care and cherish you. Whenever you're  riding on the road, I'm worried for you because you mean so much to me,  even more precious than my own life! 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Those little things that you did for me will always be  kept in my heart, where you'll always be. I know at times I'm getting  out of hand and hard to handle, your patience is always the alternative  for us. As a result, we don't quarrel often. Thanks for all these, Dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past I had always yearned for a relationship that is genuine and  lasting, as for all these, I've found them in you! I'll make sure that  the hand I'll be holding will forever be yours. Whether we're living in a  fairy tale or a non-fairy tale world, I still believe there is such a  thing as "Live happily ever after", and even if you don't believe it,  let's make it happen in our relationship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really look forward to the day when the both of us will be walking  down the red carpet hand in hand and in the name of love, we exchange  marriage rings looking into each other eyes saying, "I do not regret for  choosing you in my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan Jun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-2166167532023123284?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/2166167532023123284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/with-you-ive-got-nothing-to-ask-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/2166167532023123284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/2166167532023123284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/with-you-ive-got-nothing-to-ask-for.html' title='With You, I&apos;ve Got Nothing To Ask For'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-1506353376486539870</id><published>2010-04-15T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:18:51.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;I Love You&quot; Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Dear Heart Of Mine</title><content type='html'>Dear Ron,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each night before I sleep your sweet voice echoes through my mind. As I  rest my head on my pillow a smile seeps through my soul, knowing that  you, and you alone have made me whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you I would simply be surviving, but with you I am living life  to the fullest.  Because of your love my spirit has been rejuvenated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The simplest pleasures in life bring me so much joy that it is hard to  find the words to describe them. A walk in the park becomes a reality  based metaphor... it is our journey together hand in hand forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even in our moods, regardless of the irritations of daily life we manage  to make each other laugh.  The sound of your laughter rings through my  ears and touches my heart. Our banter that may seem odd to others makes  us giggle to no end. The difference between you and I are very few, yet  they are there. But we accept those differences, embracing them because  they are part of something we love about one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="data:image/jpg;base64,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"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 94px;" src="data:image/jpg;base64,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" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It isn't about looks, nor money but the simplicity in life that we find  so attractive. Knowing we could survive anywhere as long as we were  together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not a job, love simply is. Unconditional love is what I offer  you, and with you I receive the same. You are my heart of hearts, my  soul mate, friend, lover and partner for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you forever and a day. Thank you for being there, loving me  and knowing what my true heart wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berta&lt;br /&gt;from lovingyou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-1506353376486539870?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/1506353376486539870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/dear-heart-of-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/1506353376486539870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/1506353376486539870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/dear-heart-of-mine.html' title='Dear Heart Of Mine'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-6674810684378859068</id><published>2010-04-15T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:19:03.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing You Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Will You Be Mine, Now And Forever?</title><content type='html'>Dear Larry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest Larry, I met you 5 months ago on the Internet, and since that  time, I have grown to love you so deeply. I have heard it said that  online romances don't last, but I disagree. I know that what we are  doing may be considered wrong by some, but I also know what I feel in my  heart, and I know that it's real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay awake at night, sometimes, and I cry 'cause I miss you so much. I  know that we can't change the past, and I know that we can't predict the  future, but my heart does not lie ... I am so in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss me so tenderly, my heart skips a beat. When I look into  your beautiful blue eyes, I can see how much you love me. When we make  love so sweetly and passionately, I can feel the emotion just by holding  you closely... we may not be married to each other, but our love still  goes on, and I just want you to know that you are precious to me and no  matter how this story turns out, I will always love you, now and  forever. I love you, Baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victoria&lt;br /&gt;from loving you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-6674810684378859068?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/6674810684378859068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/will-you-be-mine-now-and-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6674810684378859068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/6674810684378859068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/will-you-be-mine-now-and-forever.html' title='Will You Be Mine, Now And Forever?'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-7394210115478163427</id><published>2010-04-15T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:50:14.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your letter has been sent</title><content type='html'>Your letter has been sent to us, after being checked, your letter will appear on site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-7394210115478163427?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/7394210115478163427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/your-letter-has-been-sent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/7394210115478163427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/7394210115478163427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/your-letter-has-been-sent.html' title='Your letter has been sent'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-2048162878934695573</id><published>2010-04-11T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:19:38.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Distance Love Letters'/><title type='text'>I Will Wait For You</title><content type='html'>Dear McKie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day fades away and slips into night, I find myself once again  clinging to my prayers. Every night I pray to God that he will keep you  in his arms. I pray that he keeps you out of harm's way until we can  finally be together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sometimes seems so unfair that they kept you longer than they said  they would. I realized when you love a soldier you can not expect  anything. You asked me what I want to do about us. Well, my sweetheart, I do not want  us to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because we will not be able to see each other for a long time  doesn’t mean we have to give up hope. If you really love someone, the  time and distance apart should not make a difference. Two years is not that long. I can  wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:bihHIbhKsdwhnM:http://img.tamtay.vn/files/2008/08/28/tHu_PhuOnG/photos/241201/48b6b5f8_love_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 90px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:bihHIbhKsdwhnM:http://img.tamtay.vn/files/2008/08/28/tHu_PhuOnG/photos/241201/48b6b5f8_love_resize.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will wait for you. I wouldn't care how long I would have to wait. I  would wait forever if that’s what it takes! I love you, so you have my  answer. I feel the same way you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Mckie. I have loved you for a very long time, and I don’t  think I am going to stop loving you anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afisha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-2048162878934695573?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/2048162878934695573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/i-will-wait-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/2048162878934695573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/2048162878934695573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/i-will-wait-for-you.html' title='I Will Wait For You'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-759404283618192094</id><published>2010-04-11T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:19:58.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost love letter'/><title type='text'>Tender Love</title><content type='html'>Dear Ruel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember this day, today, tomorrow, until my memory fades to  black. It's as if I was awakened from my sleep. I felt like breathing  again. I never thought that someone could make me feel this alive. I'd  surely treasure those memories we've shared till I grow old. It is true -  you'll never know true love till you get burned.  You'll never realize  what you got until you say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you many things. I want to share my feelings with you. I  want to speak my heart out. I haven't mustered enough courage to tell  you how much I feel for you. What I want to say is I've loved you since  day one.  Since we said hellos, I know deep inside me, you'll be a part  of me.  I've loved everything about you. I've loved you clandestinely; I  kept it so hard I almost died inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:4QqzMSvmDKB0fM:http://cognitivedistortion.com/img/FG85/Creatures/11_lost-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:4QqzMSvmDKB0fM:http://cognitivedistortion.com/img/FG85/Creatures/11_lost-love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It really pained me so much when I learned about the girl.  It hurts  when you're holding onto something in vain, but really wasn't there.  I've loved you since day one. Those times when you were near, I waited  untiringly. Yet I waited for nothing. Reality bites and it really broke  my heart when I finally realized you never really loved me. If and when  you have loved me, that was not enough for you to hold onto that  feeling. I'm coping now but uncertain when I can really say I'm over  you. I dread the day that you'd be getting married. I feel like I'm  going to die. So I always ask Him to take away all these pains and let  me move on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlyn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-759404283618192094?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/759404283618192094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/tender-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/759404283618192094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/759404283618192094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/tender-love.html' title='Tender Love'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-1688790477939713898</id><published>2010-04-11T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:20:17.666-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Dear Bob,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope today turns out to be the day I wish it to be for you. I loved  our weekend. If I would be with you now, I would be loving your entire  being. There are no other words to express to you my feelings at this  very moment. I thank God every day for sending a love into my life that  will never lose the fullness we feel at this moment. I thank him every  day for giving me to you so that I will always be there for you when you  need to see the light you have been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:kI2_XPaxxMAcoM:http://kimthieugia.vnweblogs.com/gallery/764/previews-med/Happy_Birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 127px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:kI2_XPaxxMAcoM:http://kimthieugia.vnweblogs.com/gallery/764/previews-med/Happy_Birthday.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I wish for you, peace, special thoughts of happy times,  remembrance of our loving times and at the end of the day, a sense of  completeness and lying down as if I were in your arms like always.  Please go to sleep caressing me, knowing that you put that "Mona Lisa"  smile on my face and that I can and have fallen asleep just since we  have been together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, my darling. In my heart I am holding you with my arms  around your neck, saying good morning, my darling, and have the best day  of your life today. All of my love doesn't seem enough, but that's all I  have to offer you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Victoria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-1688790477939713898?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/1688790477939713898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/1688790477939713898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/1688790477939713898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-273951862363217263</id><published>2010-04-11T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:20:40.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing You Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Oh, I've Missed You Today</title><content type='html'>Dear Alvin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed you today. I kept thinking of the security of your arms  when you hold me, the wonderful flutter in the pit of my stomach when  you look at me with loving eyes, the tender kisses that you leave on my  skin as you leave in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just something about the autumn air that makes me feel at ease  and open to love. It's hard to describe the emotion churning inside my  body. It is like a delicate thunderstorm. With every kiss the storm gets  stronger. The lightning strikes and my body yearns for you. The thunder  roars and memories of your kiss, your touch, your taste... they all  overwhelm me. All I can do is close my eyes for the few seconds that the  memory lasts and savor it as it fades away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:9uX-IP4B4tsVHM:http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk49/RevDonna/missing-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 89px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:9uX-IP4B4tsVHM:http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk49/RevDonna/missing-you.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, I have missed you dearly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the simplest kiss, you have made my heart soar and my body tingle  with anticipation of your warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-273951862363217263?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/273951862363217263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/oh-ive-missed-you-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/273951862363217263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/273951862363217263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/oh-ive-missed-you-today.html' title='Oh, I&apos;ve Missed You Today'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-995360559898761084</id><published>2010-04-11T22:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:21:02.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost love letter'/><title type='text'>Missing You Now And Forever</title><content type='html'>Dear Edda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain you have caused me is unbearable; I cannot sleep, I no longer eat; even breathing was difficult in your presence.  I wish  things were as they originally were, but now I realize that is impossible.   I  have nothing but insulted your intelligence and questioned your beauty,  which I assure is unlike any I have ever witnessed, in every possible  aspect.  Your eyes shine with an amazing radiance; your smile is divine,  and your image remains cemented in my mind. It is ironic, you were my  one and only true happiness, though at times you were my only sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All  I can ask for now is your forgiveness, though inside I will yearn for  so much more.  I yearn to embrace your gentle touch, to gaze into your  mystifying eyes just one more time, and to kiss softly your full red  lips.  If I had known things would have turned out this way, I would  have changed it all.  All of those immature insults would instead have  been compliments.  I can do nothing but apologize for my behavior, these  feelings were new to me. I had not felt for anyone what I feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="data:image/jpg;base64,/9j/4AAQSkZJRgABAQAAAQABAAD/2wBDAAkGBwgHBgkIBwgKCgkLDRYPDQwMDRsUFRAWIB0iIiAdHx8kKDQsJCYxJx8fLT0tMTU3Ojo6Iys/RD84QzQ5Ojf/2wBDAQoKCg0MDRoPDxo3JR8lNzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzc3Nzf/wAARCABOAFIDASIAAhEBAxEB/8QAGwAAAQUBAQAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAQADBAUGAgf/xAA/EAACAQMBBQQFCAgHAAAAAAABAgMABBEhBRITMUEGFFHRInGTobEVNFJUYXJz8CQzQoGRlLLBFiMyRFNk4f/EABcBAQEBAQAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIBAAP/xAAeEQACAgEFAQAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAQIREgMhMUFRE//aAAwDAQACEQMRAD8A9Hg7KbPkRWMl3kqCf0g9Rnwp09k7DH6y7/dcEfAVc2f6lfuL/SKg7bnubeazkhkRIRITKGOCQB8MZ91FpJXQnOXpSR9mys7R788TLJlJTKXDp108eWtQm2Qj3TWiNcQScRlTiSMyuBy1xz1rT3d2sk8aANvhC8aEgGQnTxziudhIXg7wLkSrIoBjUEIjDnu51HqovTVkzl6V0/Za3aA93aYXAX0N+clSftFMRdmFN00TC6SEICkvHLa9VI6Y8eta5VpD9r71J6cX0bOXpl7XstbScVbkXaFHKjFycOOhGlOv2U2cDzvP5o+VaShjNZQiujZy9Mx/hbZ3/c/mj5UD2W2b175/MnyrUbg8K4eMbp9VLGHhs5emMuOzlmk8irJdYVyB+kHxpVb3ee9zfiN8aVc8UPJ+lvbNuwrn6C/0isze3M+2LhFWBXtQg7yiniZTJOOmDoM9dKt9oRtPs3gpK8LOiYkQ4KYAOfdUHY5k2abmfau0w8cpUqZAEVOg64ydP4U3usWBxdWHZlhbX8cdxaXEiwLurwSDlQpyBk6g+rTGKvJGjtImfcwuRkIOpp5CmBuFcEZGDzHjRfGNRkUlwg9EQbUs8LiYHJxgA/nqKPylZqGJnXHE3ScHQ88e6nODC8qMY1JU6HHL8+dQma+VJC1rbOAc6H1/3x76VILbRK+UbXAPFGuceiegyenhRj2hbSyrHHKGZjgYpqyVuAomijRzk7qjodf71JRI1OVRQR1AFSjJsdoOfQPqogg1zKfROPCoNFDd/O5vxG+NKlefO5/xG+NKgIf2mzJskSxSQxyxiPceckKCQBqR66gPbXEkN5CbeylSKMbsZbIM3POByHq1NWG0LdbrZohkldIysZcIoO+MD0aOzIYo7idiCZGI3S3Pdxy+NSre5mpVtwM7IMDbYvWSaQOqLGLdoyqxKMaKevTl4/vq5bJ5UqBZVxkgeGtdIxpUc7Kya4tLkKZJZogrboKHGpyOmfA0wxsWHAE90AELqA3+oFd7w8PHxPjVu7FomNuyM+PROcjP21G3704JjhAK5Oh0bHr8dKdgaIIlsGuUlW5mL59EDJAyeXKp0N7DK5ijk3nXOQRjlpTcC3UgZb2KIqSCApzj8n89KlJHoAowBoMVXRYpjisaMhO6PEk12iY51zKNVH2E1zfJ1iUt387m/Eb40q7ulJuptP22+NKuYg3ovG4McKIbZoRxXDYeP0dCByOvSu9lS20vGkWfitA3BkkI3QSBz9/qrjaFlLfQwxxSBQEXe3iQMFRrp4c6rN+K7s7ywt+NHApBkdk3dTnJzzOcfnpZVHewtvhGqpm6txcRhSd3BBzjPI5prZt/Z38b9wnE0cJEZcagnHj1061LrpF9nNq9mV8GzHhwIbp1GnJeemNdfV/Cg+z7sK3DvpCd/BzppkZPrqwSaIuwEibyHDDeGR6/CoAvprm53bAxPCrgOz59LP0cU8pcgwglR29jdSTSN3x0jOAgABqXBFJEoV5eIRnLEamuycdabaTWo22JRS4H+lNPrIB4KaCSAmgxHFP3TQa3OsCHOv8AnyfePxpV1P8Ar5PvH40qBQJLGkS5ZtFAOAOgqp7018zSOvCUMyKkr4DY5E6dc+6qNb7aWBvXoGgOFgQ40H2UBe7TbRdpAHn81XzoZM6RhKLs0ezbm4gvZYWtUS0K7wljQKS2NSRnrrVqbmPOpf3VgJ9obaUAR38bP1Bt1AH76Y+Uu0P1y2x+EPKspVsR6cm7NzexWs8cgEAMjggyBUDD7Qd061xsvcslEfB3VGSG4gZift0rEfKPaA8ry29kPKl8o9oM63lv7MeVVzb2ZFpNdHoxvoj9P3U2buA/8nurz0323xzu7b2Y8qHftvfW7b2Y8q30Zvkz0IXkA+n/ABFHvsI19P3V5733bv1u39mPKiL7bg/3dv7IeVbMvzkjdSXKPIzBiMknGP8A2lWF7/tr6zB7MeVKpmb5yP/Z"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; 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I have pushed you away, and spoiled my  opportunity, if in fact a chance ever existed. Maybe one day, our paths  will reunite. If this wish is granted all will be different.  I will  treat you how you deserve to be treated, and I vow I will never cause  you harm.  Until then I shall suffer the punishment I have dealt  myself….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edgar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-995360559898761084?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/995360559898761084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/missing-you-now-and-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/995360559898761084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/995360559898761084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/missing-you-now-and-forever.html' title='Missing You Now And Forever'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-7188271137121380328</id><published>2010-04-11T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:21:24.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long Distance Love Letters'/><title type='text'>One Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="line-height: 1.5;"&gt;Dear Reina,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the very first moment I saw you I knew that we were destined to be  together. It has been so long since a woman has captured my attention so  fully or made my heart beat the way it did that cool day in May. Your smile lights up my entire spirit. Your laughter fills me with  joy, and your mere presence will warm any room. 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Most importantly, thank you for sharing your love and wanting to make me your husband. No matter how slowly or at what distance our courtship developes, I know standing before God and our future family, vowing to  be your partner for life, was the easiest decision I could have ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day that passes makes our love for each other grow stronger.  Although I know it’s hard for us to be apart, I know there is nothing  that can keep us apart forever. Our desires will continue to stretch across any distance, over every mountain and ocean between us. Nothing can stand between us, and nothing will stop me  from meeting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my future and nothing can ever keep us from our destiny. I miss you more every day. I am here with open arms where you will some day  finally arrive... right where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hector&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-7188271137121380328?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/7188271137121380328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/one-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/7188271137121380328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/7188271137121380328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/one-day.html' title='One Day'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-1562607341916881724</id><published>2010-04-11T22:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:42:46.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>Contact us</title><content type='html'>Thank for contact with us, you can use the following form to submit your letter to our website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.emailmeform.com/fid.php?formid=667022" enctype="multipart/form-data" charset="UTF-8"&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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Audio Love Letter&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend and I are about to be separated again for school. What I  did to help us cope with the distance (and the long drives) was find a  lot of songs that either expressed my feelings for him, or had special  meaning for us (like songs we had laughed about or did karaoke together,  etc.). I wrote a "letter" on the CD with all the titles snuck in like  "soon I'll be CALLING YOU again to tell you I love you." I made another  copy of the CD for myself, and he's wrote a letter on it for me, too. As  soon as he saw it he started to choke up!! It was such a great moment  and just listening to it makes me feel close to him. I hope it works for  you, too!&lt;br /&gt;--submitted by Anonymous&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Message In A Bottle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're in a long distance relationship, all you can rely on is  letters, cards, emails, and telephone calls.  But my boyfriend came up  with a creative way to send me a letter.  I got a package from him one  day and I found a bottle with a letter inside!  It was really cute and  melted my heart!  Who isn't charmed by received a message in a bottle!&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:DUpMDL08z3syAM:http://media.vietboom.com/files/2009-04/11/1239383435-Love-Letter-Web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 129px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:DUpMDL08z3syAM:http://media.vietboom.com/files/2009-04/11/1239383435-Love-Letter-Web.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Dated...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not so much an idea, but something that I did for my love.  I  never believed in love at first sight until I met Micheal.  It wasn't  quite love at first sight, but following our first date, there were  feelings inside me that went far beyond expression.  I didn't want to  say something that I may regret later, or more likely, something that  would scare him away, but I had to let it out or I would simply explode.   I sat down and wrote him a letter telling him of my feelings for him.   I told him that I thought I was falling in love with him and that I  thought he was absolutely wonderful.  I put it in an envelope and mailed  it to my own home, but with his name on the envelope.  It was only a  couple weeks later when he expressed that he felt the same feelings  about me, and so I pulled the letter out of my drawer and handed it to  him.  Noticing the post-marked date, he read the letter with complete  astonishment, and was totally charmed to know that I had fallen in love  with him on our very first date.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Megan&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Secret Admirer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the most romantic gestures take a little time to do.  Write a glorious infatuation letter, even better type it to conceal your handwriting.  Try to make sure there are no tips to give you away, but put hints in it that would make her think it might be somebody else she knows.  Use things you might know about her job, or places she might go, but things other people can also know.  You might even scare her by telling her you followed her home.  Sign it Your Secret Admirer, and send it to her by mail.  Send flowers anonymously.  Candy, Poetry, whatever you can think of.  I set this up for a month, and when I let on who her secret admirer was, I never felt so gratified.  It made her feel good that she thought she was still desirable, and when she found out it was me it made it all the better.               &lt;br /&gt;Anonymously&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. A letter hunt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend told me that he would leave me a love note on my computer for when I got home.  Well, he did just that and more.  He sent me running around the house finding these little "clues" to where the real love letter was.  After running up and down the stairs, finding clues in the cookie jar, ice cream container, under my pillow, in the bathroom, on the tv, and so on-he led me to the wine cellar in the basement where there sat a dozen roses with yet another "clue" as to where my love letter was.  He had taped it to the back of the teddy bear he gave me for x-mas.  It was the sweetest thing in the world even though I felt silly running through the house like I did.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. A Single Rose Love Letter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says that flowers are only for girls?  Guys love them too.  I bought  a beautiful rose for my boyfriend and plucked almost all of the petals  off of it.  Attached to each petal, I wrote one sentence on a small  piece of paper (rolled up) telling him how much he means to me.  I  placed the petals face up so he couldn't see the messages.  When he  opened the box, he saw the left over plucked rose, a small note  explaining what's behind each petal, and the petals underneath.  I can  honestly say that the reciever will cherish that gift forever.  :o)  My  boyfriend did, and right after he confessed his love for me.  To this  day, he still takes out the dried rose petals to read each note that  explains how much I admire and love him.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Cathy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Say it with their name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send your partner roses according to how many letters there name has.  For example: "manny". You would buy 5 red roses and with each rose you  would write a message starting with the first letter of their name. For  example M: My love. You will never imagine how much I love you. Then for  the second rose you would write: All that I ever have wanted is you and  only you. then you would finish until you get to the letter Y. Before  writing the note you must underline the first letter of every message.  It will spell out his /her name. Then leave it where he/she will see it  or just have it sent.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Ledy Dejesus&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Floating love letter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the next empty wine bottle, the next time you surprise your partner with that bubble bath, write a love letter and stick it in the bottle, cork it and float it in the bath water : )&lt;br /&gt;by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Love Notes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love leaving little love notes around the house, but you want to make  sure that you leave them where your love one will find them.  Two ways  this can be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(1)&lt;/b&gt; buy magnetic letters (bookstores sell) and place them on the  refig., they are bound to go there sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(2)&lt;/b&gt; use a soap bar and write your romantic message on the  bathroom mirror. It won't do damage to mirror and is easy to get off  with a little water.&lt;br /&gt;by Nicholas&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Say it in a BIG way!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I made a large envelope and a large note that said, "I love you in the biggest way!"  I even went out on the Internet to download pictures of stamps and blew them up in size.  Then I had the apartments where she lives call her to the office to pick up an  "important" letter...&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Mike Johnston&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Book of Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something I did for my boyfriend, and he loved it! I thought of My ten favorite things about him, then wrote a letter about  each one and how much it meant to me. I put all the letters (after I'd spent tons of time perfecting and decorating them) together into a little  book, and give it to him for our anniversary. Big success!!&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Sabrina&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Letter a day...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your loved one is going away for vacation or a short trip, take a  pink colored notepad and for each day that he's gone write a separate  love letter, so that he can read one everyday and be close to you. (I  tried it-- and it worked better than I thought!)&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Loving&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. Love Letter Ideas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to send my boyfriend a letter (snail mail) every week. However, I  want every letter to be as new and exciting as for him as the first, so  I try to be creative.  Some ideas:&lt;br /&gt;- send a letter in a bottle (be extra careful with the packaging so it won't break)&lt;br /&gt;-write a letter on the back of a 100 piece jigsaw puzzle, then take it apart and let them put it together&lt;br /&gt;-instead of sending a written letter, send a video cassette of yourself telling everything you want your special person to know.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Love Letter Ideas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found that one way to easily make an ordinary letter or package more special for somebody, is to decorate the package or  envelope that you're sending. When one of my loves sent me a teddy bear, she  lined the inside of the box with gift wrapping paper, and I still cherish that box to this day. If you've got a letter you wanna decorate, and you're  not a good artist, then get some stickers. Too many of us forget about  stickers after about grade school, but you can attach a cute or lovable sticker  to anything at all, and whatever it touches will become special. A lot of restaurants and stores will have sticker dispensers that have those  shiny, metallic stickers, they are superb. But don't just get the envelope, hit the letter itself, and be sure to perfume those pages. Perfumed pages  are incredibly sensual. A good way to accomplish this is to put perfume on  your wrist before you start writing. As your wrist moves across the paper,  it'll be scented. Yet another thing you can do to make a letter more romantic  is to write something on the flap, so the first thing your love sees  when they open the envelope is an, "I love you" or something else.  Before they even begin reading, they'll already be smitten with love.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Klancy Kennedy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. In A Different Language&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write your loved one a long, romantic, handwritten letter in a different language (friends come awfully handy if you don't know that much). Give it to him/her with something you treasure (in my case, he  gave me his lucky pen). They'll have a memorable time getting the letter translated, and they'll be inspired to do the same. *smile*&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Gemma&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Laundry Surprise&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your loved one does your laundry, write a love letter and leave it in a pocket. On laundry day he/she will find it while checking  for forget me's. Make sure to write his/her name on it so he/she will read  it, not just toss it in the waste.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. Word Power&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sending your loved one a card or letter, handwrite a word find puzzle on the envelope with the words "I Love You" hidden and  ask her to find the hidden phrase. Nice little treat!&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by James&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. A Simple Letter of Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple letter to show them how you feel usually makes them smile.  My  boyfriend and I are in high school and we were kind of fighting.  Well,  one day I went all day without seeing him at all.  When school got out  he was waiting for me by the doors and he handed me a letter and told me  to open it.  I opened it and all the way down the paper it said, "I  love you."  Then at the very bottom it said, "Hope this makes up for the  times when I didn't say I love you or it didn't seem like I did.  I'll  always love you a million times more than what you think."  I looked up  and he kissed me right in front of his friends and sister.  It was so  sweet!  See what a simple letter can do to make things better?&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Tiffanie Merrill&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. I Love You Blanket&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out his favorite colors and make him  a blanket preferably fleece  and on one side using felt letters write something like "cover you in  kisses" or "I Love you" or "Wrapping you in my love" or something like  that. I'm giving it to my BF for christmas I hope it goes well!&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Rescue Me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this for my boyfriend and I's 1st anniversary, He loved it. OK, I  got a big glass bottle with a cork on top. You glue sand on the out  side, make sure that it looks like the bottle has been laying on the  sand for a very long time. and glue shells,sea weed etc. Then some how  get some one to draw you. (make sure you like) Then write a nice letter  about how you two got together and how you feel now. Then roll the  papers up and place then in the bottle. Oh an extra tip.. drop some  perfume on the cork. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Emily Aguilar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. A Letter To Remember&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before your wedding write a letter to your husband to be and have them  write one to you. Write about anything. But, focus on your relationship  with that person. Then put both letters in a safe deposit box. On your  25th anniversary exchange letters that you wrote to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by stacy nelson&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;22. A Ransom Note&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Champagne, games, and roses are nice but can get very boring after a  while. Instead, get creative and do something off the wall. My  girlfriend has this stuffed animal that she adores and keeps on her bed.  So I decided to kidnap the stuffed animal making a ransom note from  cutting letters out of the news paper.In the letter it said " give me a  McDonalds cheeseburger and a six pack of beer or your stuffed pig is  pork." Then I took a  picture of it on a plate with an apple by it and a  fork and knife by the edge of the plate. I then placed the ransom  letter and picture on her door. Of course when she saw it she new it was  me but we had a fun time with it. She would make playful and sarcastic  comments and of course I played back. Needless to say I gave the stuffed  animal back making myself look like the hero and she rewarded me with a  nite of love. However, your mate must have a good sense of hummor or  you might spend the nite on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by brian&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;23. Candy Bar Card&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my boyfriend's birthday, I got a big poster board and I wrote him a  letter using candy bars.  It said things like you're better than the  Three Musketeers, and meet me at 5th Avenue so I can see your  Whatchamacalit.  Then at the end I put little hugs and kisses.  He  absolutely loved it and still has it.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by carrie lynn&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Covered In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a surprise love letter to your significant other on a bed sheet  (the one you use to cover up with).&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Sarah&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. Butterflies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting ready to go out with an old girlfriend I had not seen in  five years.  I was waiting for her to show up at my apartment and was  very nervous.  When she arrived I couldn't believe how beautiful she  was, more than I had remembered.  She looked wonderful.  Anyway we had a  spectacular evening of dinner and dancing.  After she left that evening  I couldn't stop thinking about her so I decided send her a letter the  following week.  The letter had small stickers of butterflies I had  placed all over it with a message that read "These are the butterflies  you gave me last Friday when I heard you walking up the steps to my  apartment.  I thought you might like them back."  She absolutely loved  it!!&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. An Overlooked I Love You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, when my boyfriend and I were having a rough time on a special day,  I cut out nine small paper hearts, wrote one letter of "I LOVE YOU!" on  each, and colored them pink and red. I put the hearts in an envelope  with a sheet of paper. On the paper I had made outlines of the hearts  (from when I colored them) with nine overlooked reasons why I love him,  one in each.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. Message In A Bottle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our one year anniversary, I wanted to do something special for my  boyfriend, but I wasn't sure what to do. Then, while shopping at a craft  store, I came upon a beautiful, blue bottle with a cork. Inspired by  the recent movie, "Message in a Bottle", I wrote my boyfriend a three  page letter reviewing the past year, and expressing my everlasting love  for him. Then I tied the letter with a ribbon, put it in the bottle, put  the cork in tightly, and then dated it. When I give it to him, he won't  be allowed to open it...he will have to wait until the following year. A  year later, as he opens the bottle from the previous year, he will be  presented with another message in a bottle. Hopefully, we will be  together long enough so that he will eventually have many, many  bottles!! :)&lt;br /&gt;Submitted by Anonymous&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;28. Being There For Your Love!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write your love a love letter using kiddie stickers that   say things like "terrific" or "top notch" or the like.    It's a colorful way to spice up an ordinary love letter   and will be sure to make his/her day that you put in the   extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-1831051623072603217?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/1831051623072603217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/28-creative-love-letter-ideas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/1831051623072603217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/1831051623072603217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/28-creative-love-letter-ideas.html' title='28 Creative Love Letter Ideas'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-3043314187319326195</id><published>2010-04-11T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:22:14.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miscellaneous Love Letters'/><title type='text'>Waiting For Love</title><content type='html'>Dear True Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:uR2rK0zWXk8BrM:http://www.lovingfromadistance.com/images/satchel1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 108px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:uR2rK0zWXk8BrM:http://www.lovingfromadistance.com/images/satchel1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am waiting for you. I have been here waiting to hear the sound of your  voice, the touch of your hand, your laughter ever since I first dreamed  of you. I have never seen you, but I dont need to. I know that you are  perfect for me. We are perfect for each other, in every way. I am torn  by the fact that I do not know if I have ever seen you before, or if you  are someone I will find later on in my life. I know I will find you,  but I find it hard to wait. Every night I dream about you, and every  morning you seem to dissolve before my eyes when I first open them. I  want you to be the one I wake up in the morning and see next to me,  someone who I can take care of. I will always be here waiting, no matter  how long it takes to find you. Love has no limit, no set time...it  comes when you decide to let it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-3043314187319326195?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/3043314187319326195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/waiting-for-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/3043314187319326195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/3043314187319326195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/waiting-for-love.html' title='Waiting For Love'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-5427884767197086497</id><published>2010-04-11T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:22:33.612-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missing You Love Letters'/><title type='text'>From My Heart</title><content type='html'>Dear Santhi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, Baby Bear. You're always lighting up my heart with the things you do  and say. I feel so happy just being with you this way. You're my baby,  and will forever be my baby. You will always be the love of my life, and  please never give up, always have faith in yourself and you will gain  the greatest gift of all, the gift of hope and love you righteously  deserve. Every time I think of you my heart misses a beat. You're my  theme or a dream! Every moment we share together we grow closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:lQ_sCe1Boc40iM:http://farm1.static.flickr.com/69/182501276_333d355124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://t0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:lQ_sCe1Boc40iM:http://farm1.static.flickr.com/69/182501276_333d355124.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm simply hanging by a moment, waiting to see you again so you can hold  me so tight that all else fades, I thought after you left you would  fade away from my mind, but still, everyday I wake up dreaming of our  time together. I will never forget you. I hope you still think of me  too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all that I am, all that I was and all that I will ever  be. Please know that my love and I are inseparable and I would want it  no other way and if time could express my love for you then it's forever  and a day. I can't wait to be with you, see your smile, look in your  eyes, feel your sweet touch, hear your perfect words and kiss your  perfect lips. The way I feel about you some people call crazy, some call  it insane, but I call it true love. I really love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Raja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-5427884767197086497?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/5427884767197086497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/from-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/5427884767197086497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/5427884767197086497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/from-my-heart.html' title='From My Heart'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337674316673047546.post-3137819840832263785</id><published>2010-04-11T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:22:47.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;I Love You&quot; Love Letters'/><title type='text'>The One And Only Owner Of My Heart</title><content type='html'>Dear Jay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start by saying that I miss you, and you have no idea how much  I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't need another reminder because I tell you a thousand  times a day how much I love you, but I do and that is my only way to  show you. I love the hundred ways you show me how much you love me, and I  know my simple words can never compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From day one, I knew there was something in you that no other guy had.  You are the most AMAZING guy I have ever known. Thinking back to the  strange way we met, how we grow so close in just a few short days, and  how you were the first one to show me the meaning of true love, it makes  me smile and fall all over for you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you make my heart beat faster each time I see you, and you give me  butterflies when you kiss me. You are the one I want to hold for the  rest of my life. In your arms is where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You melt me every time you tell me about the future that you want to  spend with me and how we could show the world the real meaning of being  in love with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the people around me saw you and accepted us being together, because I don't think I could live a day knowing that you are not in my life. I know that anyone that tried to replace you would only be  compared to you in my mind, and I know they could never live up to you  in my eyes. Every time I look into your eyes I know that is where I want  to live and die, and every time you hold me tight I don't want you to let go because that is the only place I feel safest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when we first got together everyone wanted us apart. They told us that our relationship would never last, and they still tell us that. But  we have proven them wrong and I want you to stay in my life forever, as  you will in my heart. I know forever is a very long time but it won’t be enough time for me to spend with  you, showing you every day how much I love and care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being far from you. Knowing that I will only see you on holidays  breaks my heart. I pray that you will carry my love for you in your  heart while you are gone, and I look forward to the day when we can be  together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majjo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6337674316673047546-3137819840832263785?l=loveletters.vnthutinh.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/feeds/3137819840832263785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/one-and-only-owner-of-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/3137819840832263785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6337674316673047546/posts/default/3137819840832263785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://loveletters.vnthutinh.com/2010/04/one-and-only-owner-of-my-heart.html' title='The One And Only Owner Of My Heart'/><author><name>admin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
