My Sweet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
letter to someone about what love is

Submitted: August 09, 2016

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Submitted: August 09, 2016

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 You have no idea how much I need you right now. It's like drowning and the oxygen, the thing I need to go on, is right there I just can't seem to grasp it. My god, I need your body on mine like the trees need their bark and Earth needs its oceans and like everything else in the world needs that thing that it feeds on for survival and the ability to thrive. I need you so I can thrive. 

 
It's been so long, my sweet. Our love is so secure now, but to make sure it'll never die and dwindle down to nothing, we must change and grow and see each other in our natural states of mind. We must see each other when we're afraid and scared and worried and lonely, we need to stick by each other's side and make sure we're always there for the other. To be with each other at our best, we must see the worst first. 
 
Our love, the bond that we share from our souls to our physical forms, is anything but flawless. We come from our mothers flawed and bumpy and rough, in need of someone that can, for at least a moment, show us it's not bad to be this way. Our flaws, the things that we hate and hide and try to make disappear, they are accepted by those who love you. You my, sweet, sweet child, are and will always be, beautiful in my eyes.
 
Many people see love as a physical thing. Gifts and hugs and kisses and sex, but it doesn't just stop there. Love is so much more than touching and feeling someone else. You must be on the same wavelength as the person that you love. You have to feel what they feel and want what they want and love as they show you love. Be together in every sense of the word. A solely physical relationship, my sweet, is never a sound one. It crumbles and cracks and bends until one day, that foundation of trust you have is no longer there. 
 
Although you need more than sex for a lasting relationship, being physical is not a bad thing. It builds up trust between you and your partner. They are seeing at your most vulnerable place. Naked, like a child in front of its mother for the first time. Exposed without anything to hide behind or cover up what is naturally there. love is not only a mental thing but a greatly physical one. Your bodies are syncing to the beat of the other, matching heartbeats in perfect time, like how time will always be the same until the end of human's existence. The hands of time will never stop and, my sweet, neither will our love for each other in ever sense of its definition. 
 
Love is so many things. Love the color orange and the taste of cotton candy and the sight of a summer sunset. The feel of grass between your toes and the sound of rain on a window pain, my sweet, love is what ever makes you smile or laugh and feel, even the slightest bit, at home. I hope that I make you feel at home. That you, my only love, are safe and secure in my arms and shouldn't feel pain or judgment. Let me take your heavy luggage that weighs you down and makes you feel like your nothing. To me you will always be my one and only, remember that nothing could come in the way of that. After a long day I want you to be able to come to me and let me take that pain you have away. It hurts me to think that someone else could make you feel any kind of pain. Let me love and adore and care for you. That, my love, is all I ask. 


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