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I promised my girlfriend a love letter for her birthday, I need to know if this is any good.

To my most lovely thought, my most beautiful memory,

Even as I begin this letter, I find that my mind and my pen fail me. I hope then, to use something that has never disappointed me: my heart. As I think of you, as I write this letter, it remains trapped between two beats; unsatisfied, and unwilling to continue for anyone but you.

Though so very far away, and aching for you each day, I am surprised to find that I make it to each day’s end. And yet, though at first I may believe that I might move without you, I soon realize that I move because of you. I understand that my fingers dance across piano keys in the hope that they may perform for you soon, if only to see your darling smile. I know that the sweat of my brow as I shovel snow confines the anger I feel from not having you near. And the peace of mind, as I finally drift to sleep, only comes as I reminisce of lying next to you, my arm shielding you from unseen desirers, and whispering into your ear as if whispering sweet nothings to a lover, that I love you and always will.

This is the secret of my heart; it’s most cherished and guarded secret; that the vision of your beauty, the desire for our intimate passion, will always be the motivation for my next heartbeat.
I have confessed, I may sleep now, and when I sleep I will dream of you,

With love always,

Phil

I promised my girlfriend a love letter for her birthday, I need to know if this is any good.

To my most lovely thought, my most beautiful memory,

Even as I begin this letter, I find that my mind and my pen fail me. I hope then, to use something that has never disappointed me: my heart. As I think of you, as I write this letter, it remains trapped between two beats; unsatisfied, and unwilling to continue for anyone but you.

Though so very far away, and aching for you each day, I am surprised to find that I make it to each day’s end. And yet, though at first I may believe that I might move without you, I soon realize that I move because of you. I understand that my fingers dance across piano keys in the hope that they may perform for you soon, if only to see your darling smile. I know that the sweat of my brow as I shovel snow confines the anger I feel from not having you near. And the peace of mind, as I finally drift to sleep, only comes as I reminisce of lying next to you, my arm shielding you from unseen desires, and whispering into your ear as if whispering sweet nothings to a lover, that I love you and always will.

This is the secret of my heart; it’s most cherished and guarded secret; that the vision of your beauty, the desire for our intimate passion, will always be the motivation for my next heartbeat.
I have confessed, I may sleep now, and when I sleep I will dream of you,

With love always,

Phil

I promised my girlfriend a love letter for her birthday, I need to know if this is any good.

To my most lovely thought, my most beautiful memory,

Even as I begin this letter, I find that my mind and my pen fail me. I hope then, to use something that has never disappointed me: my heart. As I think of you, as I write this letter, it remains trapped between two beats; unsatisfied, and unwilling to continue for anyone but you.

Though so very far away, and aching for you each day, I am surprised to find that I make it to each day’s end. And yet, though at first I may believe that I might move without you, I soon realize that I move because of you. I understand that my fingers dance across piano keys in the hope that they may perform for you soon, if only to see your darling smile. I know that the sweat of my brow as I shovel snow confines the anger I feel from not having you near. And the peace of mind, as I finally drift to sleep, only comes as I reminisce of lying next to you, my arm shielding you from unseen desirers, and whispering into your ear as if whispering sweet nothings to a lover, that I love you and always will.

This is the secret of my heart; it’s most cherished and guarded secret; that the vision of your beauty, the desire for our intimate passion, will always be the motivation for my next heartbeat.
I have confessed, I may sleep now, and when I sleep I will dream of you,

With love always,

Phil

I promised my girlfriend a love letter for her birthday, I need to know if this is any good.

To my loveliest thought, my most beautiful memory,

Even as I begin this letter, I find that my mind and my pen fail me. I hope then, to use something that has never disappointed me: my heart. As I think of you, as I write this letter, it remains trapped between two beats; unsatisfied, and unwilling to continue for anyone but you.

Though so very far away, and aching for you each day, I am surprised to find that I make it to each day’s end. And yet, though at first I may believe that I might move without you, I soon realize that I move because of you. I understand that my fingers dance across piano keys in the hope that they may perform for you soon, if only to see your darling smile. I know that the sweat of my brow as I shovel snow confines the anger I feel from not having you near. And the peace of mind, as I finally drift to sleep, only comes as I reminisce of lying next to you, my arm shielding you from unseen desirers, and whispering into your ear as if whispering sweet nothings to a lover, that I love you and always will.

This is the secret of my heart; it’s most cherished and guarded secret; that the vision of your beauty, the desire for our intimate passion, will always be the motivation for my next heartbeat.
I have confessed, I may sleep now, and when I sleep I will dream of you,

With love always,

Phil