The International Writers Magazine: Dreamscapes : A story of a secret love

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A letter to my love • Suzanna Brooksbank

A secret love

To my dearest darling,

I just wanted to say thank you. No, don't laugh. I know it sounds a little silly, but I really honestly mean it. I want to thank you for always being the most wonderful thing in my life, for helping me and always being there when I need you and thank you for just being you. I loved you from the very first moment that I saw you (it's a moment that I'll never forget) and I definitely know that if you will let me, I will love you for as long as I live, whether you are still with me or not.

You must think that it's rather strange that I'm writing you this letter as opposed to talking to you personally. You see, I really quite like writing letters because it gives me a chance to think about things. It also gives a wonderful anonymity which is difficult to achieve when talking directly. You can almost express feelings without the interference of emotions.

We have been together for such a long time now, I can't imagine my life without you. Together we're complete. We match. A perfect fit. People admire you when we walk down the street together, and comment on your fine shape and my exquisite taste and luck because I have you. But of course you know this because you're always there too, I just mentioned it because it makes me so proud. People are always jealous and I constantly wonder how someone like me came to have such a relationship as this. It's more than I ever dreamed of and I'm so grateful.

Do you remember years ago when we were on holiday together in Spain and that woman on the beach tried to give me money to buy you and I got so angry with her and sent her away with many angry words. That was one of the most desperate and upsetting times of my life, but you were so calm. It made me realise what you are to me and how different everything would be if you weren't always by my side; helping me to get through every day life.

It's the little things that you do that really count and are the most special. Like coming to parties and social occasions with me, that we both know are going to be boring, and not complaining when I take forever getting ready to go anywhere.

Forgive this incoherent rambling that I call a letter, is my pledge of eternal love, support and thanks, for you and to you. May you always be happy wherever you are and remember to always be your wonderful self and don't let anybody tell you that you're not special and wonderful because you truly, truly are. Especially to me and all others that know you.
All my love to you always and forever, my dearest, darling Prada handbag,
Suzannah

© Suzanna Brooksbank Dec 2004
Suzanna is a Creative Arts student at Portsmouth University

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