love letters – The Fyne Prynt

My Dearest Love,
Recently I found myself absentmindedly sitting and listening to ticking of the clock. Its steady pace and lulling rhythm make it so easy to forget what is actually happening. Each tick, each tock build up and up and up until they explode into eternity; etched in forever.
Patiently,
Your Dearest Heart

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My Dearest Heart,
It is never easy to give away something so precious as love. It is as if you are giving away a very real, very tangible part of yourself. The care it takes just to bundle it up is enough to cause the sincerest of doubts. And of course, once it begins it’s journey, there is no return to sender.
Ever,
Your Dearest Love

Image: @ThaFynePrynt

My Dearest Love,
The roses have bloomed beautifully. I feared that I had pruned them back too far but seeing them in their full glory is proof that I was wrong. Isn’t it so amusing how we can take action with full confidence but in the waiting time witness that confidence wilt away?
Ever,
Your Dearest Heart
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My Dearest Heart,
Your beauty appears in all that you touch. Every ounce of care, every moment of attention, shows through. I visited the shore to watch the sunset. In that moment, when the sun dives into the water to swim towards tomorrow, all I could think about was you.
Always,
Your Dearest Love

Photo: @thafyneprynt

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