Friday, February 14, 2014

LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE

Dear Soulmate

How can I express myself to you in a way that you can truly understand how you make me feel? Well I can start by saying, I love you, or, you mean the world to me, but for some reason those phrases don't seem enough. There is something that you do to my body, heart, soul and mind  that can't be described. There is some kind of indescribable comfort you bring to my soul. You take my mind on an unexplainable high. You fill my body with a vibrant exhilaration, adrenalin and my heart is overwhelmed by the love you feed it.Pin-pointing your perfections is an act of timely impossibility. You've become the biggest part of me and though my heart feared to open up to a stranger, with you it did so with no hesitation. To look into your eyes gives me the drive I need to succeed in my life.To embrace your touch gives me the push to believe there is good in life. To hear you speak gives me encouragement to never give up and to have you by my side gives me the strength I need to dream. I thank the God every day that he crossed our paths. I thank the God every day for the love he placed in my heart for you. Imagine you gone? It's something I dare not do for a second, because without you my heart would fall into a deep sea of depression. I've come to understand the meaning of trust and the feeling of true love. The reason is because of you. Your love has been an influence to my desires, a motivation to my dreams and a temptation to my heart that can not be denied. And yet, all these words don't seem enough to dictate the way you make me feel and I'm afraid that till the end of time, words never will. So, I'll explain myself in ways of action and hope you will capture all the messages I'm sending.Once again, I thank the God for my many blessings. Once again I thank the God, for his plan was to send a beautiful angel to wash away all the strife,an angel who has shown me a life so new, a beautiful angel I found in you. I LOVE YOU

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