How to write a love letter to your boyfriend?

Curved moon, curved feelings, half covered and half covered in my heart; Bend the river, bend the dream, and acacia keeps ringing; Curved heart boat, curved line, full of love never stops; Bend over to confess, bend over to send, and wish to send happiness all your life. How to write a love letter to your boyfriend? Below I have compiled a love letter to my boyfriend for everyone. Welcome to refer to it.

Write a love letter to your boyfriend.

That year, I was young. You don't remember me like this. Yes, you were brilliant at that time. Girls love you either explicitly or implicitly. I'm just one of many girls. An ordinary girl who disappears when she walks in the crowd. Shy and timid, like countless girls, I only keep my eyes firmly on your radiant face when you make a speech; When playing, look at your clean and flexible fingers; Cheer for you without scruple when you shoot in the air.

Such a secret love is a movie with no ending. It is beautiful and sad, but it can't stop.

Such a secret love is a bitter love song, with no protagonist and no future. Often a person walks around the campus runway stupidly, pretending to watch you take the ball, pass people and score goals inadvertently when you are around. The outline full of sunshine. While you were away, you have been reading poems silently. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I prayed to the Buddha for 500 years to let us have a dusty relationship, and the Buddha turned me into a tree. Grow up in the way you must go. The sunshine is full of flowers carefully, and flowers are all my hopes in my previous life. Please listen carefully when you approach. The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting, but when you finally pass by, you fall behind. Friend, that is not a petal, that is my withered heart.

Because of you, I fell madly in love with Xi Murong's poems. The girl's sadness in the poem is just like another me, holding that fragile heart. Because of you, I am afraid of Cangyang Jiacuo's poem, and I am afraid of looking forward to the heroine and beautiful love in that poem if I am not careful. You can't see me, but my infatuation with you can't help growing. Will keep an eye on your schedule and pretend to pass by. But, after all, it just passed by. Under the camphor tree on campus, couples love each other sweetly. But I don't envy it at all, just because it's not you. How stubborn I am, just because the other person is not you, I deny all love. In this way, I fell in love quietly. In this way, I am lonely in love, like a moth to the fire. Maybe you noticed. Oh, no, there are so many girls who are infatuated with you. How can you notice me? I write to you one by one, writing my story and my infatuation, but there is no postmark. Actually, I'm scared, you know. Whether you refuse gently or smile disdainfully, it will make the flowers fall in my heart. I'd rather it just opened quietly, but it was beautiful and pure.

I can blurt out all your information without hesitation and I don't know why. Really, I didn't ask for it deliberately, but I knew it clearly. I will buy two movie tickets secretly by myself, watch two people's movies quietly by myself, hold popcorn and pretend you are by my side. I will also go to KTV alone, learn the songs you sang one by one, and then sing them again and again in the empty box. Will travel alone, just because you accidentally said a favorite place. It is also very happy to wander around one's favorite place. I once fantasized about the dog blood story of idol drama. Suddenly one day, you told me under a tree with cherry blossoms flying, in fact, you also like me for a long time. There will always be something to wake up your dreams, such as the arrears notice of 10086. Or a sharp alarm clock. I have also practiced some dialogues, which are very emotional and touching, but if you don't come, the dialogue will just be a monologue.

My real youth does not intersect with you. I buried my secret love letter deeply, with no protagonist and no supporting role, only young me. Occasionally, I wonder if I can still see your impression when I grow up, with my hair curled up and light makeup, sitting in a bright office in front of the French window. Or if I can meet you in a suit and tie.

Write a love letter to your boyfriend.

Adai:

I wonder if you will think of me now? I sent you a text message, but you didn't reply to me. I know we can't even be friends anymore.

What I did was wrong, even I dare not face it myself. I regret the harm I caused you, and I regret that we met. But I know the final outcome, and I brought you in, but I have too many regrets in real life, so I regard you as a beautiful savior. I want to have your loving eyes, your silly words and your every concern, but I'm afraid I won't have this initial dream in my life.

I want to keep the best of everything, but in the end you know everything. I also hinted at you, everything about me, but you didn't have a clear attitude. I also want to give up everything to be with you, but I know you won't want me, it's just my wishful thinking.

When I understand my love for you, I also know the responsibility of living, and I can understand you. I promise you, I will live a good life and try my best to make people around me happy. But you also said that we will be friends anyway, at least we will contact occasionally. But what about you now? Maybe you forgot me, maybe you hate me, maybe it's to make everyone better.

If you really love someone, make him happy. Missing you again will not disturb your silence. Slowly relive those memories until I forget the warm spring grass and falling autumn leaves, and I miss you all the time. Looking at the starry sky, I hope they can tell you, can I bring you a tear that crosses the wind?

As the poem said: You have your direction, and I have my direction; Whether you remember it or not, it is better to forget it; Meeting is the light released from each other! But I can't be so free and easy. I miss you as much as that song.

Miss you quietly and bless you silently.

When I decided to love, I didn't hesitate.

So, when I see those flowers in spring and finally devote themselves to the earth with infinite tenderness, I will tell you with tears in my eyes. You are the land, and those fragments that return to zero are me. ?

So, please believe me, the shadow that haunts your heart is definitely not me.

Between love and not love, there is no free time and space for me to choose. Your ambiguity aggravates the pain of having to give up.

So, when you see those spring flowers, please believe me! As I said, I decided to love without hesitation.

When I decided to love, I had given everything I had.

Because, in my heart, there is nothing but this uneasy home. It is its nourishment that my honest heart will face you with such a bright red and pure beating without reservation.

Because, if my love is not returned to you, I will have nothing. This heart, so moist, will dry up and crack in an instant and disappear in front of your indifference.

The heart should not be a desert. Can you, after your sudden fall, not steal my only source of livelihood and disappear without guilt?

Because I have nothing to exchange with you except this uneasy love in my heart.

When I decided to love, I was already stubborn.

Even knowing that your hangover is sadness experienced outside my world. You must not remember, under that thin crescent moon, you told me with tears. Your deep silhouette under the street lamp once caused a meteor to fall.

Even if the long-cherished wish of giving a meteor that night will never come true! I am still, still persistent.

Persistence has always kept me alert and never let that love fall asleep. What about you? I must only remember being deeply hurt and drunk. To you, I may just be a fleeting faint fire behind you.

Even though, my heart of fire is extremely hot in your hangover grief; And your back, have you seen my smaller and darker color?

However, why does all this still happen indifferently? Why when I decided to love, I couldn't convince myself: Never mind, don't sigh, this is just another Shakespeare play, and just as I was about to go on stage, you made a hasty curtain call. Fate predestined me that the more beautiful things are, the more untouchable they are. Slowly ending is my only ending.

However, why is my heart obstinately firm? Why do you have to choose love? That is, you refuse to let reason control your emotions. You are desperate to sell yourself to a romantic entanglement, just for your indifferent stare at me!

How to make me decide to love! At this moment when the curtain is about to open. When I have no hesitation, when I give everything, when I am stubborn and stubborn, you will suddenly disappear in front of me, leaving me alone to face the mess that I can no longer cut.

So, how can I just decide and indulge in the accumulation of wages! Because, after everything has happened, how can I face my soul that has been hit hard by fate!

Write a love letter to your boyfriend.

At the end of winter, the drizzle is flying, mixed with laziness, sadness, depression, throbbing and hope.

The tea bar we often go to is still so noisy, hiding in a corner and quiet; Looking out the window, cars come and go, pedestrians come and go as if you were still sitting opposite me. As usual, I didn't listen. I listen to you ramble about work and love, but my thoughts are sleepwalking freely in the vast sky.

Today, I put my favorite transparent glass where you sat, and poured the beautiful fruit tea that we often drink. Listening to the rain outside, sensitive heartstrings are easily plucked. This time is the best time to recall a past event and miss someone. Your young face gradually becomes clear behind the transparent glass.

To tell the truth, you don't look good when you smile. What moved me was the warmth on your face, so I would like to remember that you fell in love with me so warmly, at the age of 2 1 year!

I told you: don't fall in love with me, you will get hurt.

You are full of confidence: nothing can overwhelm me. I would rather get hurt than let you get hurt.

Finally, you left in pain! In the hustle and bustle, in the lonely corner, I miss all your kindness to me and mourn the dead? Love? .

Every time you say: I am particularly afraid of losing me. I always answer contemptuously: you have never seen me, so you can't talk about losing me.

In fact, you have my concern, worry and concern for you, which should belong to the category of love, but I didn't say it.

When you say you want to love me for life; I laugh at you and despise your feelings and your existence. How can there be everlasting love in the world?

When you say you want to extend the shelf life of love to the end of your life; I laughed at you and thought you were an idiot. How can there be such a spoony person in the world?

I told you, I am born with melancholy and inexplicable pride, which is bound to bring harm to those who love me. God gave me life and illness, but I forgot to teach me how to love, so I found out a bunch of differences in age and personality, and I didn't really think about whether I could try to get along with you.

The way to refuse is cruel and decisive. You can't call, see me, or even text. You have never considered the pain of lovesickness in your heart.

At that time, you were not a lover, a lover, a sister, a relative or even a friend in my eyes? Just a suitor.

But you are not discouraged at all. You said you couldn't refuse to send emails, so you often wrote me love letters, saying that I really didn't read them carefully at that time, because I didn't intend to have any development with you at all, and those didn't mean anything to me.

Just a few eyes, you can read your love, your loyalty and your love. Our future? Imagination. You are very determined and want me to see the future of watching the sunset together.

Gradually, I can no longer ignore your persistence and despise your love; Slowly, every time you meet me, the running figure has become a lingering mark in my heart.

Getting used to loneliness and enjoying it is the keynote of my quiet life. You make me a little uneasy. At some point, if you don't call me, you will feel a little strange in your heart. I didn't know it was so lonely. How long can this pride last?

On that rainy day, I didn't go out to eat, and you took the trouble to deliver meals after a day's work. I think you are afraid that the food will get cold, so you take off the hat of your down jacket and wrap the lunch box. I also saw that your clothes were wet. At that moment, something called? Touched? This feeling.

What if it's not love? Not passionate and sincere love? How can you worry about whether I have eaten or not on such a rainy day?

That is, from that day on, you occupied an important position in my heart and became the most important person in my life, a person worthy of relying on and trusting.

You said you were happiest during that time, as if I were your wife. Thank you for giving you the opportunity to take care of me.

No matter how numb you are, your cold heart will be touched I never thought about marrying you. At that moment, I had a little impulse: you are really a good husband, and anyone who marries you will be happy. This is the most emotional thing I have said since I met you. You replied that you would be a good wife, too?

I never thought I could be a good wife, but as long as you are allowed to take good care of me, you are a good wife. Your theory almost touched me.

In retrospect, I have done nothing for you. I am ashamed of my contempt and arrogance. That's all I remember. I personally made you a cup of hot coffee and casually said to you: This coffee cup will be dedicated to you later.

When you look at me with happy eyes with coffee, I will never forget that look. At that time, I also understood that I couldn't bear love? Heavy? Dear, my heart is too light, always floating, I don't know what I want.

Actually, I have no right to hurt you. It is innocent to love someone. But I still hurt you. In the face of unequal love, you are giving and I am bossing around. I criticized your friend for being too casual, and your way of dealing with people didn't take your feelings into account.

Sometimes I will say to you: I am sorry! You always smile with tolerance: never say sorry to me, because I want to love you, so I will bear everything.

But in the end, you can't stand my gentle torture. Or can't see our future at all? So you chose to escape.

Yes, this kind of love on thin ice makes you too tired. I don't take you seriously. Sometimes meeting you is an extravagant hope. I always impose a bully agreement on you, stipulating how often you can call, how often you can meet, and what you can say and what you can't say. What I don't understand is why did you promise me these unreasonable demands at that time? Why didn't you go then?

If it is as you say: as long as I am happy, it is your highest goal. Then you are really noble!

I can't remember your minor injury, but I still can't forgive myself for what I did three times. Even friends shouldn't say such rude things.

A month before Christmas last year, I insisted on not seeing each other again. There is nothing wrong with you, just because I hate the entanglement of my ex-boyfriend and try my best to pass on my unhappiness to you. After reading my email, you almost went crazy. My phone keeps ringing. I haven't contacted you for twenty days. I thought you would give up, but you didn't. You said you had another risk.

I'm heartless, even though I lived with you? But I didn't miss you when you missed me. Although you said that if you miss me, it would be a sin to think about it today.

On New Year's Day this year, I almost ruined you. I accepted your lily during the day and told you at night that I would never see you again. You didn't make any mistakes, but I also blame you for some gossip of others. I saw you wandering downstairs, but I didn't go downstairs to see you; I also heard your helpless cry on the phone, but my heart is like a stone, asking you to call the police again.

I'm ruthless. Although I have resumed contact, it seems that nothing happened when you were sad and miserable. Although you said you would bear everything I gave you without complaint, it is a sin to think of it today.

Just two weeks ago, you were busy changing jobs and neglected to take care of me, but I was inexplicably upset. Your neglect angered me, and I broke up with you again.

I have been asking myself, can I enjoy being loved while refusing? I said I wouldn't love you, but I thought I would accept your love. You are confident that you can melt my iceberg. You almost did it, but we lost ourselves and time after all.

Time can really change everything and prove everything, just like you once said to me. Maybe, because you didn't insist, maybe you didn't give up for three years, five years and ten years, it doesn't necessarily mean that I will really be your wife? Or maybe we are the closest relatives who are not related by blood?

Both relationships are better than your escape now, aren't they? Even if you can't practice your love on me? A lifetime? Preservation theory, you shouldn't run away either. Who can be ruthless without vegetation? You said the biggest regret in your life was that I couldn't be your wife. I had a crush. You left me too many wonderful memories, which I will cherish forever. Maybe it should be a comfort to you. I hope so!

I'll be in three? The police think of you and your holiness? P tree!

I will think of you and your lily on New Year's Day!

I will think of you on my birthday and miss your fate!

I will think of you and your hot meal on rainy days!

I will think of you when I walk and miss your company!

I will think of you when I am sick and miss your careful care!

I will think of you at the bus stop and miss your disappointment!

I will think of you before going to bed and miss your midnight phone call!

You've done so much for me? Smoking, drinking, shopping, shopping, eating, writing, making tea and eating snacks, you have penetrated into every aspect of my life so deeply?

If there is an afterlife, I will love you and marry you!

Remember that coffee cup? I will keep it for you forever, and there is a place in my heart that will be reserved for you. If you are tired of this materialistic world, take me as your spiritual home. Welcome home!

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