A heartfelt love letter to your boyfriend

A 1,000-word love letter to confess your love to your boyfriend

A 1,000-word love letter to your boyfriend to express your love to your boyfriend. Now more and more girls will take the initiative to express their love to boys. You can use it when confessing your love. Some romantic love letters can increase the other person's goodwill. The following is some information I compiled for you about 1,000-word love letters to express your deepest love to your boyfriend. Let’s take a look together!

Affectionate love letter to my boyfriend 1

When I met you, I happened to be eighteen years old. That season when years fly by and words are forgotten. I just remember that the sky that day seemed softer than ever before, and there was no breath of wind in the air. The sunshine was like snowflakes in winter, fluttering down and scattered on the glazed bricks beside the road. At that time, I was sitting silently on the white jade railing on the roadside with my hair disheveled. Confused eyes, looking at the same confused life. I don’t know where to go on this midsummer day. So, I never thought that you would appear at that moment, the moment I raised my head and stood up... I think the most beautiful scenery in the world is this. The moment I saw this scene, raindrops fell from the sky, and it hit my heart. The sun just emerged from the clouds, softly, as if melting, melting into the body bit by bit. At that time and place, there was a dream, and then, it fell into a nightmare. The spring breeze in March is particularly warm, gently brushing against the cheeks, bringing the fragrance of flowers in the air. I have never thought that life can become so wonderful, with the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds. When the buds peeled off and stretched out on the branches, I also kept my heart on the shore of the ocean of words. Because I discovered that there are better things to do and more beautiful scenery to enjoy. The sun was getting darker, and a figure descended on the bank of the canal. I know it must be you. The setting sun emits brilliant light, which seems to be golden and light red. Pieces by pieces, wisps by wisps, showing colorful colors on the river. Maybe, only you are worthy of standing in such a scenery. But I really want to understand why you like to watch the sunset. It is so pitiful that such a sad thing exists in your eyes. However, no matter how beautiful the sunset is, I only see one scene. I secretly sat on the embankment on the shore and admired this unique scene from a distance. The evening breeze is blowing the young willows on the river bank, and your figure is looming among the fluttering willows. Only the white shirt has never disappeared from my eyes! I wish I could fall asleep in this picture, so that your appearance will never disappear from my eyes. Just looking at the canal water that has never been clear and still rippling with the glow of the setting sun, I know that everything is a nightmare.

I haven’t noticed when the peach blossoms fell in March. In the flower bed beside the road, the trees are full of pink peach blossoms. But that night, under the peach trees, the ground was covered with broken flowers. Against the backdrop of the glow, it showed a crimson color. Suddenly, something seemed to come to mind. He raised his head and looked at the sky to the west. The setting sun was as bright as blood. I did not extend my hand, neither to you nor to the sunset. Because I understand that all attempts to stay cannot escape the passage of time. The only thing that comes to mind is that at the moment of loss, I use the tears flowing in my heart to tell time that I cannot accept it. I always thought that if I didn’t get it, how could I lose it? But when I faced you, I knew I was wrong. I never got it, but I gave myself a pool of spring water. It flowed into the space where I am in love with you over time, and I am afraid it will never flow back again.

The cold moon climbed into the eastern sky. Under the moonlight, the canal looks like a jade-white gauze ribbon. When the night wind blows, it twists and sparkles. Now the Willow Bank and the canal should be a moonlight city. But now I am standing in this city, just waiting for your figure. "The brilliance of the sun god at night will wash away the dust of the day for you. Where the last ray of light of the setting sun disappears, there will be a lamp that will be rekindled. In the name of Prometheus, illuminate your heart The road!" is the only anonymous sentence on the message board. I believe your eyes can see the meaning between the lines. So, I'm waiting here for you.

In March, no one will put up river lanterns. So it will definitely become a strange thing in this mountain city on this night. Only when I saw the candlelight swaying in the river breeze did I realize how long the night was. The shadow of the willow in the moonlight moves slowly on the ground, as if it is afraid that people will notice that it is being pushed by time. The candle finally shed its last tear, and the moonlight became cold. As the saying goes, not all waiting will yield results. When he turned to leave, the long-extinguished lotus lantern floated further away with the slowly flowing canal water - a place that could never be recovered. What's left is the moon in the western sky, spreading its cold light wantonly.

When the scorching sun radiates fiery heat in the sky, it has entered the midsummer season. I haven't seen you for a long time. I don't know if you are tired of me or if I am running away from you. But that shouldn't be important anymore. This day will always come, it's just a matter of sooner or later. When I saw the number "6" on the calendar, I remembered that it was the last day of June. Finally? Suddenly, I thought of going to see the sunset and experience the poignancy of the "last". Much of that familiar dyke remains unchanged. It's just that the willow branches are more lush, and the person who should appear at this moment never appears again. The setting sun slowly changes colors until it becomes bright red, falling section by section. At this moment, I can clearly feel that my heart is sinking a little bit. It seems that I saw your figure, intertwined with the afterglow of the setting sun, falling into the dark horizon together. And my dream should also wake up at this moment.

In fact, I have been thinking that if I had not raised my head at that time and place, and had not met that watery gaze in that season of peach blossoms and spring rain, would the time in the future not be the same? It's been so long. But if I really didn't meet him, I'm afraid it would be a regret in my life. There must be an unattainable love in this world, so why not let us collect it as a memory - a memory lingering between dreams and reality. When the rust of time invades the soul, just think about it, think about it, I——...

In whose heart, you have never left, in whose heart , you are an eternal memory! Affectionate love letter to boyfriend 2

I wonder if you will think of me now? You didn’t reply to the text messages I sent you. I know that there is no connection between us. None of my friends will do it.

Even I can’t face the wrong things I did. I regret the harm I caused you, and I regret that we met. But I know the final outcome, so I still bring you in. But in real life, I have too many regrets, so I regard you as the savior who can give me all the beauty. Your eyes full of love, your silly words, and your every concern, I want to have these, but I'm afraid I won't have this original dream in this life.

I wanted to keep the best of everything, but in the end you knew it all. I have also hinted to you about everything about me, but you have not made a clear attitude. I also thought about giving 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 understand the responsibility of life, and I can understand you. I promise you that I will live my life well and work hard to make the people around me happy. of. But you also said that no matter what, we will be friends, and we will at least contact you occasionally. But now you? Maybe you have forgotten me, maybe you hate me, maybe you want to make everyone better.

If you really love someone, make him happy. No matter how much I miss you, I will not disturb your peace. Slowly recalling those memories, until I forget about the warmth of spring and the green grass and the falling leaves of autumn, I will miss you all the time. Looking at the starry sky, I hope they can tell you, can I bring you a drop of my tears through the wind?

Just like what the poem said: You have your direction, I have me. direction; whether you remember it, it’s better to forget it; meeting each other is the light that shines on each other! But I can’t be that free and easy, I miss you just like that song.

I miss you quietly, silently bless you.

When I decided to love, I already had no hesitation.

Therefore, when I see those spring flowers, and finally throw themselves into the earth with infinite gentleness, I will say to you with tears: "You are the earth, and those pieces that are adjusted to zero are the earth." Me. "

So, please believe me, that shadow wandering outside your heart must not be me.

Between loving or not loving, there is no free time and space for me to choose. Your ambiguity intensifies the pain of having to let go.

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

When I decide to love, I am already giving everything I have.

Because, apart from this uneasy home in my heart, I have nothing. It is its nourishment that makes my frank heart face you with such bright red and such pure beating without reservation.

Because if my love cannot be exchanged for yours, I will have nothing. This heart that is so moist will dry up and crack in an instant, and turn into nothing in front of your indifference.

The heart should not be a desert. Can you, after you plummet, don't steal my only source of life and disappear without guilt?

Because, except for this uneasy love in my heart, I have nothing, can Exchange with you.

When I decided to love, I was already obsessed with it.

Even though I know that your hangover was the sadness you experienced outside my world. You must not remember that under that thin crescent moon, you once told me in a low voice. Your deep silhouette under the street lamp was so painful that a shooting star fell.

Even if the long-cherished wish I placed on the shooting star that night would never come true! I am still as persistent as ever.

Perseverance keeps me alert and never lets that beloved fall asleep. And you? You must only remember the deep pain and drunkenness. To you, I may be just a fleeting, weak fire behind your back.

Even though my heart of fire was extremely hot during your hangover and sorrow; and from your back, did you see my color that became smaller and deeper?

But why does all this still happen indifferently? Why can't I convince myself when I decide to love: don't care, don't sigh, this is just another scene, I just wanted to Once you get on stage, it's just a Shakespearean drama that ends in a hurry. It is fate that the more beautiful things are, the more untouchable they are. Ending staggeringly is my only ending.

But why does my heart insist on making a stubborn decision? Why do I have to choose to love? I just refuse to let reason control my emotions, and sell myself out desperately, selling myself to a mirror image. , just in exchange for your indifference in staring at me!

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

So, how could I just decide like this and just waste my time and money! Because, after everything happened, how could I face my heart and soul that had been severely damaged by fate!

But when I decided to love, how long had I been loving you without knowing it?