Thursday, April 3, 2008
150 Love Letters You Were Never Meant to See
by Bill Shapiro
This book makes me want to travel 3,000 miles away so I can run back to my old childhood room and dig through my closet to find my old love letters. I imagine staying up all night reliving old memories of young love- crazy, passionate, disillusioned love. I want to read all of my old journals chronicling each and every day of desire and anxiety, lusting after the quiet boy in the hallway. I want to relive those days in high school English class staring at "him" from across the room while discussing the works of Walt Whitman and William Wordsworth. I want to feel, again, what it was finally like to stay up all night laying next to him, kiss him for the first time, to feel like I was falling in love, and then to ultimately be crushed when he dumped me.
It is now 10 years later and I am married. I have found my match and these boys that I think of from the past are in my thoughts now to entertain me, to bring me back to a time when I was innocent and dreaming. It's been a long time since I have stayed up all night.
This book makes me want to write love notes more often- written to be left in strange places for others to find.
Posted by Every Little Counts at 3:01 AM