Novel & Cerita Letter To My Boyfriend During Difficult Times

he said, plopping down beside me and stealing one of the marshmallows from my cup. “I was reading,” I said. “You’re lying,” he replied. “I was attempting to read.” He raised an eyebrow. “So, are we going to talk about the fact that your energy screams, I miss my boyfriend but I don’t know if I’m allowed to say boyfriend yet?” I groaned and buried my face in my scarf. “I’m going to die alone.” “That’s the spirit.” I peeked at him. “What if it all changes when he comes back?”

He needs these few moments. I am writing this letter as a token of my love to him, as a keepsake for him to treasure, and as a reminder of my commitment to us and to our life together. "To my dear love, I want you to know that I love you, ALL OF YOU, and I always will. I am committed to our marriage until death does us part. At times, in moments of deep frustration, I may have questioned otherwise, but that was my immature way of seeking love from you when I should have been looking for you to fill the void in my temporarily wandering heart.

One evening, as we lay entwined in each other's arms in my room, our bodies still humming with the remnants of passion, I looked into Lorenzo's eyes, my voice filled with a mixture of hope and longing. "Lorenzo, my love, let us face the trials that await us together," I whispered, my fingers tracing patterns across his skin. "For our love is worth fighting for, and I believe that we can. I'm really sorry for all you've had to go through, but you can trust me. I'm not going anywhere, and I'll do right by you." I said and he turned to look at me.

I asked him, feeling a little awkward and resentful that I had to talk to my boyfriend about it. He reached out to me with softening eyes, but I turned away. "Obviously, I am; you have no idea, Amber, what fantasies and thoughts I have of you. I hope you never doubt my love or attraction to you. All I want is for you to be okay," I didn't look away when he placed his hands on my arms. "I'm trying to tell you that I am okay though and you just won't listen," He let out a sigh upon hearing what I had said.

I lost mine, I don't want you to do that too. I wiped my tears away and returned to where Calix stood and began, "I wanna say something to you." "What?", he asked. I opened the letter which I was holding onto to read it. "S-Senior, you give me feelings that I can't put into words. You're one of the people who spent your favourite day into favourite days. Will you allow me to be your boyfriend?" "You wanna... be my... boyfriend?", he raised a question. On the other side,

Just in case if he thought I was making this whole up, I also added, "And I'm not lying." Why else would I even want to leave my bed, after midnight, to take a random stroll into one of the creepiest streets in our town? "Well next time, ask your boyfriend to plan out your dates somewhere normal next time." He sounded almost disgusted. "Who evens asks someone out over a fucking letter?" My eyes widened a little at that, a bit horrified and a lot offended at his words. "Excuse me, but I don't have a boyfriend." That was probably not the wisest thing to say, but I was not going to let him make any more bold assumptions after that.

“He’s your boyfriend! You’ve been together forever.” “Two years,” I whispered, my voice small. “And… long distance.” Jenny raised her brows. “Which is basically forever in high school years.” I could not respond. My eyes glued to the screen, rereading his words, disbelief and hurt coiling into a heavy, suffocating weight: > You still haven’t done what I asked. I don’t think this is working anymore. Maybe we should just end it. The world tilted. My stomach dropped. My hands trembled. No words came.

“Staying here has not been easy, I have experienced a lot in the short span of a month but I just got to keep going. As I grow stronger here day by day, I simply realize how much I need your strength, love and support by my side, i must confess that it has not been easy without you. Nevertheless,I am learning so much and that’s on period, Alex, but learning without you by my side to tell me congratulations and cheer me up feels so incomplete. I love you so much Alex, I really do. And I count the moments until I can return home to your arms once more." I paused again and looked at the letter I had just written, then I took a deep breath and read it out again. I made so changes and corrections

" I pause for some seconds wondering how best to address him. 'A letter to the boy who loves me the most,' As I write, pieces of my heart feel like it is flowing into the ink. 'First of all, I just want to say that I love you too, I'm sure you already know that every breath I take is for you, a reminder and a cry for the things I would do for you. You couldn't contain your demons, and somehow they managed to consume me too, but they are friendlier than I thought they would be. You show me a glimpse and I get to dance and play with them sometimes.

I couldn’t let this happen to my best friend! “Let’s go now. I’ll be with you. Tell her now,” I kind of insisted. “Dhei! Have you gone mad? How will I tell her in front of her family? And she hardly comes out on holidays. Even if she does, she always has Minoti with her.” He reasoned. “Write a letter to her then,” I suggested, while I feared what embarrassing consequences he might have to face in case the letter fell into wrong hands! “Umm, but what will I write? Words don’t come easy to me. Those nice, beautiful ones, which you can think of,” he said, sunk in some stream of thought I couldn’t fathom.