I have never written a love letter, but when you've never been in love, there's not much of a point in it (well, there is one girl who I suppose inspired something close to feelings of romantic love in me... but she was taken, so writing a letter about it could not result in anything good).
I have received a few love letters --love e-mails, technically-- all from the same woman, and honestly, I wish she had never sent them. The first one she sent was to express her interest, and she told me that she really liked me, more than she had liked anyone in a long time. That was kind of flattering, I suppose, but I did not share her interest (among other things, she is over a decade my senior, which is not what I'm personally looking for, and she is physically not the type I am attracted to) and I very politely told her so. She said she expected that, and asked if we could still be friends. I didn't see anything wrong with that (and I was going to have to see her often for the next couple of months anyway), so I told her that would be nice.
Then it got a little weird: she started e-mailing me at least once or twice a week, and the content of these e-mails was similar to the first one. Actually, some went deeper -- on more than one occasion, she professed her undying love for me, and said that she was positive she would never love anyone else the way she loved me. Last Valentine's Day (in '08), she even wrote a couple of poems for me.
Here behaviour was getting borderline obsessive, and it made me rather uncomfortable. Finally, I decided to send her another message, in which I gently but firmly reiterated that it was never going to happen. I guess she finally got the message, and for the past year, she hasn't sent me any more romantically-themed e-mails (although we still keep in touch as friends, and even see each other on occasion -- but I must admit, I'm still not completely comfortable with her all the time, knowing the way she feels and remembering all the messages she sent).
After all that, I think I may have developed a bit of an aversion to "love letters", and I'm probably even less likely to write any now than I was before!
I have received a few love letters --love e-mails, technically-- all from the same woman, and honestly, I wish she had never sent them. The first one she sent was to express her interest, and she told me that she really liked me, more than she had liked anyone in a long time. That was kind of flattering, I suppose, but I did not share her interest (among other things, she is over a decade my senior, which is not what I'm personally looking for, and she is physically not the type I am attracted to) and I very politely told her so. She said she expected that, and asked if we could still be friends. I didn't see anything wrong with that (and I was going to have to see her often for the next couple of months anyway), so I told her that would be nice.
Then it got a little weird: she started e-mailing me at least once or twice a week, and the content of these e-mails was similar to the first one. Actually, some went deeper -- on more than one occasion, she professed her undying love for me, and said that she was positive she would never love anyone else the way she loved me. Last Valentine's Day (in '08), she even wrote a couple of poems for me.
Here behaviour was getting borderline obsessive, and it made me rather uncomfortable. Finally, I decided to send her another message, in which I gently but firmly reiterated that it was never going to happen. I guess she finally got the message, and for the past year, she hasn't sent me any more romantically-themed e-mails (although we still keep in touch as friends, and even see each other on occasion -- but I must admit, I'm still not completely comfortable with her all the time, knowing the way she feels and remembering all the messages she sent). After all that, I think I may have developed a bit of an aversion to "love letters", and I'm probably even less likely to write any now than I was before!
