Letter Quotes

 


To Mariam: We went from strangers to friends to best friends then mortal enemies and then strangers and now friends again. I'm sorry about what happened in the past. I think I'm ready to forgive you now
 

And he begin to write and the first thing he wrote in his letter was, "Mornings are absolutely beautiful here. We walked around campus at 7, when the sun was rising".

Dear friend,

I must apologize to you because you are nothing but good to us, and we forgot to wish you a happy birthday yesterday. So a great delayed happy birthday from all of us. Friend we love you. And good luck with your first driving lesson today!

-BLJA
-manly Alex

Dear you,
Hey stranger. Remember how I would always take the longest showers, and you would get so frustrated? Lately I’ve noticed, though I suspect it’s always been this way and I just haven’t realized, my shower head has been making the most awful, shrill noises when it’s turned on for too long. It’s the kind of noise that makes you lose your train of thought, and I've wondered if it’s part of the reason why you didn’t come back. I tried everything to make it stop; twisting it, lowering the pressure, taking it apart; and nothing has worked. I can’t think at all like I used to be able to, so I’ve had less time to sort out my emotions. But I guess I can’t complain, it’s warm and showers aren’t really for thinking, they’re for getting clean.

I used to hang up wrinkled shirts in the bathroom while I showered so that the steam could straighten them out—you and I both know I would be disastrous with an iron—but lately they’ve been staying wrinkled. I’ve turned the water on as hot as it will go to make more steam, but the shirts remain wrinkled even then.

Naturally, the steam fogs up my mirror now, so it’s difficult to see myself. But there’s a small spot where, (I have no idea who did it, but I have the strangest feeling it was you) if I squint, I can barely make out my irises. It’s not much, but it’s enough for me to brush my hair in the right direction most mornings.
Dear  Friend,

Whenever we start talking again, it's like we never stopped.
I can't imagine my life without you. You make my sadness disappear
with your beautiful smile. I wish I could have met you years ago, 
beacuse maybe I wouldn't be so sad all the time now, but I'm not
going to lie it hurts me more to see you sad. 

Thank you for being my friend
-Alex

 
 
I'm sorry I wasn't all that pleased about your arrival. You just sort of sprung up on everyone. Please know that you were never unwanted...you were just a surprise. I was at the peak of my antsy teen age and stressed about school work and friendship problems. I didn't want family problems piled on too. When my brother came home that night, I was angry. How could he have been so careless? We all thought he was better than that. I was angry because all this had happened at the wrong time. And I took it out on him, and said things I really shouldn't have. But this isn't about him. This is about you. You left us all in shock that day. There was a new family member added on, and it'd take time to adjust to it. And adjust we did. Any shock or bad feelings we had towards you immediately turned to awe and that adorable smile of yours has been etched into everyone's hearts ever since. Eli you're the cutest baby I've ever seen, and I'm so proud to be your Aunty. It took time for me to warm up to you, but I just want you to know, you've certainly melted my heart.
 

I wrote a letter and shoved it into my trench coat. I put on the blackest boots and walked outside with an equally as black umbrella. i held my head high in a bravado and made no eye contact with anyone. my head was held as high as the sword that you used to behead me. i was convinced that nothing would stop me. except for a particular individual that seemed to think that one of my unusal aspects was the false bravado that i had used as a disguise to stop thinking of you. In the days leading up to this, I was dispondent. i refused anything and everything. i realized that in the moment that when i laid eyes on you, you were absolutely pulchritudinous. I couldn't look away from you at that point, and I had even returned the letter back to it's resting place in my coat. I couldn't tell you things that I wanted to. I didn't have the courage. so in all your glory, you won another battle. but this battle seemed to be one that i fought in my head. you needed not to know what I was thinking, but you always knew what to say and how to defeat me without even trying.

Sincerely, you won another battle that I was meant to win for sure.

Dear Mind,
Please stop thinking so much at night.
I really need to sleep.
Dear God,

I'm writing this to say thank you for all that you've given me. Thank you for the great summer that has passed, thank you for giving me understanding teachers, thank you for giving me the oppurtunities to make the friends I've made, thank you for leading me to find a beautiful human being whom I care for very dearly, thank you for granting me many artistic oppurtunities, thank you for giving me the courage to not give up this summer and even tonight and even on the first week of school, thank you for the help you've given me, even though i don't always write to you or talk to you every day. You still listen to me out of all people that deserve your guidance. Just thank you. I know I still have a lot to work on and i still get depressed and down because of the bullies and my parents. I still get stressed to the max and I struggle pathetically during chorus and men's choir because i physically can't hit low keys no matter how hard i try. Haha i feel like my voice'll be gone by the end of this week by how much i strain it. But hey, you've given me so much comfort, now you are giving me challenges. And i have faith that you would never give me too much i can't handle. I trust that I will overcome my struggles oneday; hopefully soon. I'd like to once again say thank you for granting me this day. I was cheesing out the whole day even though i went through some cringey bully moments. Overall today was a great day and I can't wait for tomorrow. Hopefully that interview with the news people will go well tomorrow. I can't wait for medical emergencies either, oh my god hahaha. I trust that this will be my best year yet. Again, thank you for everything you've granted me so far, even the challenges that may come my way.

                                                   ~ S.K.B.
Dear McDonalds cashier,

  Don't give me that look.
There is no age limit on a
happy meal. And don't forget
the toy.

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