A note of admiration... a timeless memory immortalized in pen and paper. Sealed with a kiss, and whether sent or left to disappear in the mess of my room. I wrote these in times of need; In times where I had held my own bleeding heart because no one else would. Letters I so desperately wanted to send, yet remained in my notebook because of the connotation of how I defined love. Words I so longed to say yet was terrified of the repercussions. Love letters isn't just a collection, but a letter to myself. A letter that shows no matter how love ends, there's always a reason. Without it, I wouldn't be the man I am today.