I always found comfort in putting my feelings into words, and that's especially the case when writing a letter for my beloved. In quiet moments when I just be, my heart is spilt and allowing my soul to pour; a somewhat quiet confession of love, gratitude, and longing.
Everyone has their own love language(es) and one of mine has to be gift giving, my boyfriend being the same as me. So while he indulges in giving with the use of money, I indulge in being more vulnerable with ink and paper.
Spritzing perfume, leaving kiss marks, adding doodles down to making the envelope is all the more to make the letter customized. Personal touches, if you will.
Within my attempts to be heartfelt I hope he can hold a piece of myself in his hands.
