I don't write this love to show my hidden feelings, because you already know them and share them with me. I just want the whole world to know how much I love you. You make me the happiest girl on earth. You showed me how to be strong and love myself, and hold me at my weakest points. I don't think I've ever been so comfortable around someone. Even when we do have our fights, it's over in seconds, resolved with a kiss. I am so lucky to have met you. You make me believe in fate, and soul mates. —Sub-tull

I am in a very difficult situation and am beyond apologetic to have had to abruptly cut you out of my life. There was a lot of potential between you and I. I think (and hope) you may have felt the same. I will always regret the loss of what could have been. I am left only with the memory of how you made me feel; excited, scared, hopeful, nervous and eager. I still think of you. —Green Eyes

To the cute girl helping us in the paint store Sunday; was thinking about you more over dinner. We ended up getting ice cream cake. —Short Chick with Grey Hoodshirt.

I may not show it as much as I should, but I am so thankful for my life and those who are in it. I have people in my life who I know I can count on for anything, at any hour. I have people who believe it me more than I believe in myself. I've always been blessed and it scares me because I don't know why or how or when it will end. For now maybe I'm just lucky. But I look at the lives of others and I don't understand how so much misfortune, bad luck and sadness has hit them, and seems to have grown to be a part of them. How is it that I can be so blessed while others have it so rough? I can't imagine what that's like, but I know eventually my luck will run out too, and I don't know what I'll do. I know I have to appreciate things more and tell my loved ones how much they mean to me. Nothing and no one is forever. Love and light. —Always Grateful

You should know all your mutual friends warned me off of you because they were around when your last relationship ended—badly. And most of it WAS your fault. And for a long time I listened to them—I know I said I didn't. When you would hold me in the night and say "I want you to be proud of me..." and I said I didn't listen to gossip... but I did. I really, really did. I believed every word they said. And it kept me from getting close to you, made me scared of committing to you in any way. I always kept you in the context of a guy I could never trust and I closed myself off to you for WAY too long. And I'm sorry—because only recently did I find out how much it was hurting you. How I wasn't just a conquest to you but a woman you were falling in love with. I didn't know. And I saw other people. I didn't take you seriously. I held you away from me. And yet, for some reason, you stayed.

When I had eye surgery, you clamped onto me like a barnacle for the two weeks of recovery. You asked me to be your girlfriend—you shouted it to everyone from the rooftop. Literally. And I realized that your shit with your ex was your shit with your ex. I'm not her. And you're not the guy you were with her. I felt like a damned fool.

I'm so sorry. I wish I had just wised up long ago. But I'm glad I eventually did. You treat me like I've always wanted to be treated. Not like a princess, but like a fellow soldier, in a trench. And when life throws a grenade our way, you grab my hand, nod and say "Let's do this shit." And we run together into the fray and blow shit up. That's all I ever wanted.

Thank you for not letting go. Thank you for being so good to me. I think I love you too. And on Christmas Day, when we're flying to Indianapolis, I'll tell you. And I won't leave your side again. —Eats Crayons

Red-haired goddess. We've never spoken, nor am I so deluded as to think we will. But before you presume the worst of me (if, that is, you don't already), please accept my very sincere apology. I don't mean to stare, but so rarely has my fantasy ideal been made a reality that, despite my best efforts, I find it hard to look away. —Creepy Crossworder

To the ladies who work at a certain downtown jerk chicken dealer: You are so beautiful. Your faces are stunning and your smiles are explosive. It made my day just seeing you two. I can't eat spicy so I haven't tried the food yet, but my sister and boyfriend rave about it, and you two. I was in a state of awe just from your beautiful personalities. You're spicing up the downtown and I love it. —A Spicy Tear to the Eye

I love that you support local foods; I love your shop and how quaint it is; I love your jam and your lamb; and I love your enthusiasm towards your customers, you always make me feel welcome; Don't stop being awesome. —Chipotle Bacon Lover

Just let me have you. You know I'm crazy about you. Don't dodge love boy. —<3

I got on the 87 at Cobequid Terminal early in the morning a few days ago and there you were in the early sunshine looking like a hundred bucks. Your hot pink hair glowing in the sunlight as you stared at me for a second and lightly smiled then some guy blocked our bout of eye contact. I just wanna say you are the most magnificent, beautiful woman I have ever seen. I have never in my life seen someone who instantly made me feel like I was on drugs(good ones that is). I had the massive throat tat and two full sleeves. I wish we could meet and take this to more than a fantasy for me. I'll be here waiting. —Tatty McThroat Tatts