Letter from a SailorI have been called a murderer. They have said my hands are stained with the blood of innocents, that my soul is shaddowed by lives that were not mine to take.
I have been called a tool of tyrants. They have said i am a sword in the hands of evil men, that i am mindless, a machine simply following orders.
I have been called a traitor to peace. They have said i find pleasure in terror, that i revel in violence and the pain it may cause.
I have been protested in the streets where i live, where i grew up. Friends i have had since childhood have turned their backs on me.
They have attacked me where i stood, tried to humiliate me where i live. I have seen them belittle the deaths of my comrades. I have seen them harrass the families of my friends. I have seen them throw our achievements to the wind and paint our words with tints of hatred and despair.
I have been tormented, hurt, mistreated, and abused.
I have cried, fought, cursed, and fallen.
And i have persevered.
I am soldier, a marine,
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You never give yourself enough credit. Really. You always see yourself in a different light and wonder why some people actually put up with you.
Your hair isn't that bad. I know you look at it and think there isn't much to be done with that never-quite-straight hair, but it really is pretty when the sun hits it. So what if it isn't always perfectly in place? That makes you different, right? And that reddish hue in it makes someone jealous somewhere.
Your eyes? Darling, they're gorgeous. They really are, but you've learned to love them, haven't you? They are just different. No, they're not just brown. They're pools of liquid chocolate. Splashes of jade appear in them in the sun and when you're angry. I've seen it.
You always felt out of place, you know. You had friends, you had best friends, but when it came to society, you just don't fit in. Maybe it's the way you think; you always seem a bit old-fashioned, but you know what? I think
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You are the peanut butter to my jelly, as cliché as that sounds.
When our lips collide, liquid euphoria fills every crevice of my soul. It washes over me like waves crashing on a sandy beach, like two lovers embracing in the arms of one another. It makes me feel alive; you make me feel alive, an emotion I've been struggling with lately.
You are the bee to my honey,
and things can only get better from here. I can't even imagine what heights we can reach, what obstacles we can overcome, what destinies we can fulfill.
You are air, you give me life.
When we're together, your words and actions hold my being together. You found me when I was lost, and put me on the right path. You found the girl screaming in the middle of the night, cradling herself to sleep, and you turned her into someone who has found her strength again.
I love you honey.
Now that you're gone...Honey,More Like This
I miss you. So much. What happens now that you're gone? It seems like it's been forever since I've been in your arms. I don't like this... this whole being a part from each other thing. It hurts too much, you know. I had to worry about you enough while you were here. How can I when you're half a world away? All it does is keep me up. I worry that your plane won't quite make it back to base. I worry that while you're in a Humvee, you'll drive along and hit an IED. I know these are normal worries in this situation, but what happens when you don't make it back safely? You have to. You promised.
We talked about this, remember? We both knew it'd be hard, but this is what's paying my way. I'm doing this for you. I'm doing this for us. I'm doing this for that baby that's on the way. Yes, obviously there are risks, but we're always careful. I promise I'll make it through. I still have yet to meet my unborn son. No person and no thing can keep me from that. Say hello to the family
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You don't know just how much you make my heart sing. If you only knew what you stir up inside me each time I hear your voice, hold your hand, and kiss your lips. I've been trying for so long to find the words to describe how I feel; even now I can't come up with the right ones. I've tried to tell you in so many ways, but each time I try, my mind draws a blank and I'm only left with how I feel and every other word I've ever written. Those words could never be good enough for this time and this place. I wish I could be poetic and create similes of passion and metaphors of love, but the prettiest, most carefully strung words in the world couldn't begin to highlight the most basic emotion you have brought to my being.
Is it too soon to believe this is real?
You have given me hope in a time where I was ready to give up. You came into my life at the most perfect moment, and I can honestly say I don't know what would have happened to me without you. You are a friend and a lover. Y
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I'm not entirely sure who you are, or where you are, but I wish you'd get here soon. I need you.
I can't figure out why I'm like this. I wish I could see myself as my friends see me, but that only happens maybe half the time. My brain is the enemy. It fights and fights and fights me and I can only fight so long. It argues and whispers words and I feel myself falling for its lies too soon, too easily. Streams of you're worthless, have you seen your face?, who cares if you eat a little more, and everyone will leave you fill my mind. It's not like I chose this, but what happens when I don't know how to fix it?
I want to be a better writer. I'm jealous of your skills. Your words fill me with such a lighthearted feeling and inspire me to such great heights, but I put the pencil to the paper and nothing happens. Nothing. You, you who are so brilliant. You have lovers flowing off the tip of your tongue, each singing with happiness. You have a c
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Dear HollyDear Holly,More Like This
What can I say? You started off favoriting a piece I wrote and we quickly became friends. Kindred spirits so to speak.
We have the most fun when we play on dA together. I have enjoyed the writings, the notes and the conversations we have had.
You have helped me through some tough times and I am glad we have connected.
I love sharing the sweet, sensual, dirty, kinky, crazy stuff with you and maybe one day we can meet in RL
Imagine the scenarios there. lol..
Hugs my friend!
Dear MikeDear Mike,More Like This
When we met, I had just come out from my dark and twisted place. I had been there for a very long time. You were a shining star in the black of night. I was 16 years old, it was my birthday and every romantic ideal was hatched that night for me.
We had crazy fun caravaning to the beach, playing freeway round robin and dining for free at Denny's.
What you did not know was that I was was running. I was hiding, I was burying a love so deep that I would not speak of it to anyone. You were the antithesis of what I was running from. You were tall and drove a car and you were but one year older than I. You were as silly as I was and gentle hearted as well. I think your airheaded nature is what helped me to forget and in a way, helped me to heal.
That night, we walked down the Santa Monica Pier hand in hand, we stood at the rail and you held me in your arms. You smiled down at me and I felt the stirings of emotions that had been gone for a very long time.
You laughed at me as I ran
Dearest StrangerDearest Stranger,More Like This
We have yet to meet face to face, but I know you better than you know yourself.
Your long red hair shines in the sunlight, reminding me of the sunset along the shore.
Your green sparkling eyes remind me of an emerald with perfectly cut facets sparking off the light.
Your smile, so soft and sensual, always reaches your eyes. Everyone knows you are genuine and is drawn to you.
Your laugh lilts off the air like a butterfly in a gentle breeze, so soft and uplifting.
People are drawn to you, and want to surround themselves with your joy and happiness.
I do hope that one day, we can meet face to face, but for now, I will be content to share your adventures with you on paper.
Dear DreamsDearest Dreams,More Like This
I remember fondly the days we spent together when I was younger. Sitting on the sand, watching the waves crash against the shore, I would pour out my heart to you. Telling you deepest feelings, my strongest desires. You would whisper into my ear that one day, all my wishes would come true.
What happened? How did I fail you? For this must surely be the case. All my dreams have crashed upon my feet like the waves on the shore.
What of my great love? I wanted to be cherished, loved and held close. You gave me an an idle life with no romance, no cherished feeling, just emptiness and lonliness.
I had to seek out my true love and that has been a blessing, but the circumstance is far from ideal.
What of my great success? I wanted to be published and living a life of splendor from my novels. I have yet to find that, I keep hoping.
I write for the pure joy of it and if something hits, then I am pleased.
What of the large family? I have been blessed with but my fae
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What an amazing life we have had until now. Being that you are 10 years older than I, we have never really been close, that is until I wrote you a letter in 1991, begging you to be my sister.
I will never regret writing that letter as it helped us form a bond. We grow closer all the time, but sadly, we will never be thick as thieves.
I cherish the long talk we had over breakfast last month. I finally got to say things to you that I needed to say for years. I also filled in a lot of gaps that I had in my memory as well as shocked you with facts of my life.
There is still so much you do not know, so much I cannot say because I still feel as if I need to fit into this mold. Fill your empty spaces.
I want to share with you that I have found my true love, my soul mate, but fear the judgement that is sure to come my way.
I want to share with you my loss and let you know I really did understand what you had gone through.
I want to share family moments with you, but we just dont f
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You did such a great job raising us with morals and ethics and knowing how to manage in life for the most part. You showed us constantly how much you adored one another and that you supported each other always.
My biggest disappointment is that you did not teach us to love. I spent alot of years learning to love myself. I am still learning, but for the most part, I have finally succeeded there.
I knew it was important to be loved by someone, but I was never able to choose wisely in that field. I let your predjudices affect me as well as my lack of self esteem.
Self esteem was something you did not teach us how to build. I do not ever recall you telling us how proud of us you were. You rarely supported me in my endeavors and I learned to accept that.
Because of you, I learned to be independent, sadly, I do not know how to rely on others or to ask for help when I need it. I am too independent.
I love you both with all my heart and I thank you for helping me bec