Love Letters (very rough draft creative writing)
General: It was a beautiful time; the morning was full of joy, laughter and cuddles. The evenings, soft conversation between lovers and friends. Memories were made then that have never been rivaled and will never be overwritten. They have no equal in the past, nor challenger in the future. They sit alone, atop a pedestal of light and love. Any mistakes that were made can be taken and dropped into the rivers of time. They belong there, where they can nourish and teach. All is forgiven. The heart has a special place for love. It is like the vacuum of space; it is still, quiet, full of silence. But in certain places, at certain times, it is ignited and explodes. Why this happens, is not known. How it happens, is a mystery. But how it feels, is experienced by the luckiest of those on earth. The select few who have the privilege of feeling the ambrosia of love bursting through their chest. Each morning, waking up to the warm embrace of love; it is a special, lifelong gift. No matter