EOU Love Letters

We asked EOU students to write love letters to themselves, partner, ex, or crush and send them in. They could be anonymous or specific. There were no guidelines, no filters, no rules. Here is what they had to say.

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Dear __

You looked at her like you used to look at me, and I can?t help but wonder where we went wrong. It was only a few months ago when you were telling me you loved me. A few months ago, we were sending each other good morning texts and staying up all night long talking on the phone. Now you?re kissing her like you used to kiss me, and I can?t help but wish that you wouldn?t have fallen out of love with me. I?m constantly wondering if you ever think about me as I think about you, or was I just another girl you could use?

As the days pass by, I?m constantly reminded of you. I find myself thinking back to the days when I?d jump into your arms and you?d hold me close, to the days where we would promise each other forever, grow old together. I guess we were both naïve to think there was such a thing as ?meant to be." Now every time I look up and catch your eyes, you look away, making my heart die a little more inside.

But tomorrow will be a new day, and maybe, just maybe, when my friends ask how I?m doing, I?ll finally be able to stop lying to them when I say I?m okay. Maybe I?ll find my true smile once again and let everyone know that I?m finally over you. But today isn?t over just yet. So for now, as I sit alone, I?ll let the tears run down my face, letting the thoughts of you consume me.

Dear flower,

You're truly are a flower surviving my garden of weeds. For if you left me, so would all the beauty in my life. I love you, my flower. If I should change it would be to allow you to flourish instead of perish. Perhaps I should remove the weeds. It?s hard to remove weeds that I have let grow in my garden for so long. They are large, with big roots, and their absence would certainly leave holes. Your protestant struggle for survival always amazes me despite the fact you deserve a better gardener than I could ever be. Give me time to do my weeding and I will give you the home you deserve.

Dear Ms. Bethany Key,

I never told you how much I enjoyed taking Statistics from you in 2015. You brought such radiant energy and always worked really hard to make sure everyone understood the material. I appreciated especially those light-teal pants you wore one day with the mustard-colored cardigan. Unfortunately I never got the courage to tell you how I felt. This was compounded by the fact that I failed your class and subsequently when I saw you in Target I was too embarrassed to hit on you. Anyway I know you won?t see this so it?s the only way I can express my true feelings. I still wonder what you?re up to, to this day!

----Anonymous

Dear anon,

At first, we had something special, but then it turned into who could hurt the other more. On good days, we?d go out on dates, expressing how much we loved each other throughout. On bad days, however, I?d have to convince myself that everything would turn out just fine if I stayed a little longer. The more we were together, the more we argued. I came to the point where I just couldn?t take it anymore.

I?ve never really been good at goodbyes, but that?s what it had to be. I cried myself to sleep the night I broke up with you because deep inside, I knew I still loved you. I lost my best friend and first love all at once. My heart was ripping apart. The pain started to fade when time passed by, and it was that moment when I realized we'll both be okay. Our love taught me some valuable things, like how it?s okay to walk away when somebody hurts you. Even though we weren?t right for each other, I still wish you the best, and I truly hope you?ll find the happiness that I could no longer give you.

Maybe we?ll meet again in a couple years. Maybe we'll say that we found someone new, someone that makes us truly happy, someone who treats us like we're supposed to be treated rather than use our faults against us. Soon, we'll be grateful that we didn?t work out and you have forgiven me for letting you go.