Okay, so I wanted to share something a bit personal today. It’s about writing one of those really deep, emotional love letters for my boyfriend. Wasn’t sure if I could pull it off, but I gave it a shot.
Getting the Idea
It started kinda randomly. We weren’t fighting or anything, actually, things were pretty good. But sometimes you just get this overwhelming feeling, you know? Like you have all this stuff inside you want to say, but just blurting it out feels… I don’t know, not quite right. I wanted something he could hold onto, read whenever. So, I thought, okay, a letter. Like, an old-school, pour-your-heart-out letter.
Setting the Scene
First thing I did was find a quiet spot. For me, that meant waiting till he was out of the house and I had a good chunk of time. I didn’t want to be rushed or interrupted. Grabbed some decent paper – not fancy, just nice enough – and my favorite pen. Tried music at first, but honestly, silence worked better. Helped me focus on my own thoughts instead of getting swayed by lyrics.
The Brain Dump Phase
Sitting down with a blank page was honestly a bit intimidating. Where do you even start? So, I didn’t try to write the actual letter right away. I just started jotting down thoughts and memories on a separate piece of paper. Like a brainstorm, but messier. It was all over the place:
- Little things he does that make me smile.
- Memories of tough times we got through together.
- How he makes me feel safe, or understood.
- Specific inside jokes or moments that only we’d get.
- Things I appreciate but maybe don’t say often enough.
- My hopes for our future, nothing too grand, just feelings.
This part took a while. Just letting memories and feelings bubble up. Some made me laugh, some definitely made my eyes well up a bit. Didn’t censor anything, just got it all out there.
Actually Writing the Thing
Okay, armed with my messy notes, I started the real letter. I decided not to overthink the opening. Just started with something simple like “I wanted to write this down because…” and went from there. I tried weaving in some of the points from my brainstorm list, but mostly I let it flow naturally.
It wasn’t smooth sailing. There were parts where I stopped, stared out the window, trying to find the right words. Sometimes the words felt cheesy, so I’d scratch them out and try again. This wasn’t about sounding like a poet; it was about sounding like me. I focused on specific examples rather than just saying “you’re great.” Like, instead of “you’re supportive,” I’d write about that one time he dropped everything to help me with that work crisis.
I definitely got emotional writing it. Reliving some memories, putting those deep feelings into concrete words… it’s intense. Had to take a couple of breathers. But I kept going, telling myself it was okay to be vulnerable on the page.
Finishing Up
Once I felt like I’d said everything I wanted to say, I read it over. Not really for grammar or spelling – though I fixed obvious mistakes – but more for feeling. Did it sound genuine? Did it capture what I felt? I tweaked a few sentences, added a little bit here, took out something that felt repetitive there. Signed it simply. Didn’t need a big flourish.
And that was pretty much it. The whole process, from deciding to do it to having the finished letter, probably took a couple of hours, spread out a bit. It felt good afterwards. Kind of like I’d managed to bottle up a little bit of my heart onto paper. It was a surprisingly fulfilling thing to do, just for myself and for him.
