love letters

I am a big fan of Post Secret posts. They are like little pieces of art holding the biggest secrets. Some are humorous, some are sad, some are happy, and some are eery. Everyone has secrets and there is some pleasure in sharing them anonymously. You're safe, but it's as if you got it off your chest.

When I found the book, Other People's Love Letters: 150 Letters You were Never Meant to See in Urban Outfitters, I had to have it. It's similar to Post Secret, but contains letters professing love, ending relationships, and remorseful apologies. I have written numerous letters with no intention of ever sending them. They are stacked in a pile safely tucked away. The reason I wrote these 'Dear Johns' is because I felt...I felt confused, in love, apologetic, betrayed, angry, reminiscent, etc. All the jumbled emotions that come with relationships. The letters were a way of expressing my feelings without the eyes and judgment from the reader. They were a way of letting go.

The letters in Other People's Love Letters were never intended to be read by an audience. Perhaps they were written solely to let go, or perhaps they were written only for the eyes of a lover. They are all so beautiful, and I'm so happy they were bound together in a hardcover book. In it lies honesty. In the end, isn't that what we want out of love?

Here are some of them (#2 breaks my heart)...