Dear sara, Love is when you look into someone's eyes and go all the way inside; to their soul and you both know... instantly! I wanted to the tell you about my feelings in person but then I thought how much more personal it would be to put them down in a letter. It might seem old fashioned, but there is something special about the written word - somehow it seems a little more permanent and meaningful.
There are many things that I have been meaning to say to you but just haven't found the words until now. I feel that I genuinely feel that i really love u and i dont want nobody else. I decided put down these words because Sara i know times are rough and i know u love me i never meant for this this to happen that we are not togather baby im sorry i made you cry i wish that we could work this out i dont wanna move on its killing me that your telling me goodbye it hurts i relize how much pain ive caused u not meaning to please dont do this there isnt another woman i want i dont want you to find nobody else i promise to love you like u want me to in my arms and never let you go you are so beautiful to me in every way i cant afford theres not an us please think about it ill be here waiting . I was recently thinking of you at at home, Just the thought of not haveing her in my arms not begin here with me hurts . Your how much u mean to me makes me feel You make my world complete.
I understand that you have been facing some significant challenges lately such as Me begin distsnce , and that this would be making you feel Heart ach. My recent challenging I have been experienceing that everytime she leave its just tears me apart has left me feeling it made me feel like she didnt love me anymore like i was a sore looser, and I do not want this to have any impact on our relationship. Whilst we have had our challenges I am looking foward to the future, and experiencing I look foward to fixing what i messed up and make our life better than before and to live our life togather and not apart together. Love april
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