#oldloveletters

[wildfiawife]

this aesthetic is growing on me not gonna lie

[my-devotion-to-thee]

The paper may age but my feelings for you are still the same. I wonder if you feel the same way.

Till next time around 🖤

[ihadalovelytime]

I’ve acquired a bygone Penguin edition of Jane Eyre, affectionately inscribed to Signe (?) from David in 1953. I’d like to curl set my bob, and throw on a 50s college gals’ outfit and have a day of make believe in a park with this glorious story steeped in such kind memories. #bookstagram #janeeyre #charlottebronte #oldloveletters

[teaxstains]

I wanted you

I wanted to hold your hand and laugh as we walk over to the Pavilion or IoI Mall after tuition classes. I wanted you to look into my eyes - as you have done many times to me with such love and emotion. I wanted you to be my shoulder to lie on when I needed one. I wanted you to be my hero when I was a damsel in distress, as cliche as that may sound - to chase away other guys who hoped to get me, saying "She belongs to one person and one person only!" without even knowing that you were implying yourself. I wanted to kiss your chin and have you kiss mine back like Dhanush and Shruti in 'Moonu'. Or to have you as my Om while I be your Shanti ala 'Om shanti Om'. I wanted you to tell me that you really like me and that I am really the girl you have been waiting for ages to meet instead of you-know-who. After all, you and I have much more in common than you and her do. I wanted you to call me every night or at least once a week to talk to me on the phone like you did with Mira when you 1st met her. I wanted to be able to meet your family and have a good time with them, like many of your friends have done. But all I got were a pair of suspicious looks from your elder sisters the last time you and I went to the nearest mall just to meet them. I know what they were thinking: "What is he doing alone here with another girl?" And then... I wanted you to lean on my shoulder when you fall asleep or are down with a fever like a little brother. I wanted you to put your arm around me and let me support you that time when you had a sprained ankle all the way to the mall and back. And to sit down with me in MacDonald's, having a nice meal together. I wanted you to come to church with me where I could proudly introduce you to everyone else as my friend and to even have some of them assume you were more than that. I wanted to be your fag hag and you be my gay - like that one Lilly Allen song. I wanted you to drop by at my school after yours was over on your motorbike and offer me a ride home - after home I walk home alone everyday. I wanted you to actually make good on your plan to bash Loga up when I told you he hurt me once. However... I want you to know that there is no way any of these things could ever happen to any of us. I want you to remember that you are my BEST FRIEND'S boyfriend and I have no intention of being a home-wrecker or bitch. We have our own lives to attend to and our own sweethearts. It's goodbye for now and ever.

[everybodyneedsadventure]

"Spring Cleaning"

Not sure if this was such a good idea.. Finding old love letters from an ex boyfriend whom I unfortunately still miss. It makes me sad to remember how naive and clueless I was years ago. I wish I left my room how it was and hadn't cleaned. Now I'm gonna spend the rest of my night missing the past. Great.