Jan 2017
As I browsed the section of Valentine's Day cards on display at target, I came to a realization; no store-bought greeting card - regardless of how romantic or humorous or sentimental it is, or how beautifully it is crafted - could possibly do my feelings for you any justice. So, as I've done often in the past, I decided to create a letter of my own.
At other times, when I have felt my own words insufficient, I have enlisted the help of words of other wiser beings. But this time, for the first time in my life, I am at a true and utter, honest loss for words.
This brought me to another realization; there simply are no words in the English language to express the feelings I have for you, nor, I doubt, in any language on earth, or any anywhere else in this vast universe, for that matter. It cannot be said, but rather it must be felt. And do not doubt its ability to fill to the brim and completely consume the senses, for it can.
It can be seen...
by a girl who walks towards a clock tower and turns around at the sound of her name being called by a perfect stranger, whose piercingly electric blue eyes sink deeply into her soul.
It can be felt...
first, at the touch of a hand, then at the warmth of a figure laying next to and wrapping itself around and into another.
It can be heard...
in joyous laughter and music on a long car ride and birds chirping outside your window to greet you good morning, creating a melody of their own.
It can be smelled...
in perfume and chlorine and sage and sweat.
It can be tasted...
when lips meet and tongues tie and perfectly fit together like pieces of a puzzle which was before thought to be unsolvable.
And I've come to another realization still ~ the fact that I can't say how I feel doesn't really matter. Words, as much as they mean and as beautiful as they can be, when it comes to feelings like those I have for you, are the most inconsequential thing in the world.
Words don't matter when it comes to this. But if I have to use them, I'll choose the three that have the most value in my heart at this moment...
I
and
Love
and
You
At other times, when I have felt my own words insufficient, I have enlisted the help of words of other wiser beings. But this time, for the first time in my life, I am at a true and utter, honest loss for words.
This brought me to another realization; there simply are no words in the English language to express the feelings I have for you, nor, I doubt, in any language on earth, or any anywhere else in this vast universe, for that matter. It cannot be said, but rather it must be felt. And do not doubt its ability to fill to the brim and completely consume the senses, for it can.
It can be seen...
by a girl who walks towards a clock tower and turns around at the sound of her name being called by a perfect stranger, whose piercingly electric blue eyes sink deeply into her soul.
It can be felt...
first, at the touch of a hand, then at the warmth of a figure laying next to and wrapping itself around and into another.
It can be heard...
in joyous laughter and music on a long car ride and birds chirping outside your window to greet you good morning, creating a melody of their own.
It can be smelled...
in perfume and chlorine and sage and sweat.
It can be tasted...
when lips meet and tongues tie and perfectly fit together like pieces of a puzzle which was before thought to be unsolvable.
And I've come to another realization still ~ the fact that I can't say how I feel doesn't really matter. Words, as much as they mean and as beautiful as they can be, when it comes to feelings like those I have for you, are the most inconsequential thing in the world.
Words don't matter when it comes to this. But if I have to use them, I'll choose the three that have the most value in my heart at this moment...
I
and
Love
and
You
To a prince ~ the first man to ever shatter my heart.
