r/unsentLoveLetters1st

Life is just so beautiful to constantly live life dreading on unfortunate circumstances and choices that are out of our control.

Life and people are disappointing. We can be better for each other! But as humans we’re getting worse at social and personal interactions. What happened to just talking. I reminisced the simpler days. Uncomplicated technology. Simple.

If Life gave u lemons well hell fuck make some good ass lemonade and if that shit is still sour then pour a lot of fkn sugar in that mthkfr.

Stop complaining, u don’t like something or someone then change it, stop it with the tantrums, Stop being scared! Stop limiting yourself!

Take risks or u will never experience life.

Don’t run at the first sign of trouble. Face ur fears and strengths head on head high, feet well planted and with a lil humility…. And so life goes on….

And u know what the Heart has a way of rebuilding itself. refilling those ventricles; pumping with warm, viscous blood trying to regenerate itself from every ache; just to find* *itself again broken & In Love Again.

“Life is Beautiful “

I long to make a home inside my dreams

those painted, honeyed nights,

like the one that held me yesterday.

What a gentle deception it was…

You found me there again,

wearing that same quiet beauty

that once unraveled me.

Lately, you’ve been visiting often,

slipping into my sleep without warning,

but last night,

you were not a shadow of memory.

You were real.

Achingly, impossibly real.

It felt as though time had softened its cruelty,

as though the world had folded in on itself

just to return you to me.

I reached for you,

and when our lips met,

when your presence wrapped around me,

nothing had changed.

You were still

that familiar sweetness,

that unspoken calm,

that refuge I never meant to lose.

Your eyes held mine the same way,

your breath still carried the same warmth—

as if absence had never touched us,

as if you had never left.

How could I not miss you like this?

Even the hidden parts of me ache for you—

the silent corners of my mind

that summon you when I can no longer bear the waking world.

Maybe that’s why you come back,

not by chance,

but by longing.

If only my playful little cat

hadn’t stolen me away from you…

If only I could have stayed

just a moment longer

to memorize your face again,

to linger in your presence,

to feel my fingers disappear

between yours.

Lately, I welcome sleep

like a secret escape,

because this reality I inhabit

is dull, tasteless, incomplete.

It does not carry you.

And I find myself craving something

I haven’t touched in far too long,

a feeling, a flavor, a closeness…

that tastes like you.

If only I could remain there,

in that gentler version of time,

where I am not forgotten,

where your love has not faded,

where we still belong to each other

without question.

A softer world,

a kinder fate

the one that only exists

when I close my eyes.

Ashley the name you gave me