Not a Love Letter
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Hello, you,
There is so much I want to tell you but I shouldn't because this isn't a love letter. There is so much I need you to know, bleed for you to know, but I shouldn't have you knowing, because this isn't a love letter. There is so much that would need to be avoided, skirted around, because this is not a love letter.
This isn't a love letter because you don't love me, and I'm a coward to leave a painful record of unrequited love, so I should sidestep all the things that scream I love you, and should instead murmur the things I feel I can utter to pacify my raging heart.
My raging heart won't be pacified, however, by anything less than you, all of you, so this is not a love letter because you don't love me, but I'm still writing it because I do, so much so that I can't help it, even though I know I'll overwhelm you, burden you, alienate you with my unconcealed passion.
I'll shed the outer skin, I'll shed all pretense, and all the tears I never cried for you, and I'll write you not about love, but about goodbye, because after reading this letter you won't want to know more, won't want to be near me, you'll be scared away by a me that you never met and won't recognize, a me that is a genius out of a bottle you never meant to open.
Maybe you're already half afraid, you no longer recognize me, you're already withdrawing from this strange and unfamiliar me, who loves you and never told you, and maybe you're also a bit shocked that my passion, my feelings, enveloped you without you noticing, never suspecting, never looking into me long enough to read me, like you're now reading my goodbye.
That's why I never told you, because you never had a look in your eyes, a tilt of your head, a quietness to your body that ever told me you would listen, you were never ready for me to tell you, and so I kept it from you, because you just don't love me. But you will read this letter and you will know, even though I shouldn't tell you, even though I shouldn't love you, even though the things I need to tell you are my own and you don't need to know, you will finally know and be burdened, while I'm saying goodbye.
Goodbye, my lovely. I can't hold back any longer, struggling not to fall over the brink of the maddening turmoil, the furious storm that rages inside me. When I'm near you I fight to remain calm and controlled in a sea of unraveling feeling that I can no longer safely navigate, and it's tearing me apart, the sight of you breaks me, because you don't suffer, you don't know, you don't love me.
Goodbye, sweetheart. I ache to hold you, touch you, caress your face, your shiny hair, so much so that I have to cross my arms over my chest, sit in my hands when you're near, anything that will keep me from reaching out to a soul that is not mine. I dream about kissing you while you obliviously chatter on, and I watch your lips move and can almost feel them on mine, and I'm left so wanting when you place a kiss on my cheek to leave that I just can stand it any longer, and I'm the one who needs to leave, unkissed by your lips, unseen by your heart.
Goodbye, darling. I'm pained, depleted, exhausted, haunted by this unreturned love, by the thought of you with another, by the certainty that you can't be mine. I can't write you a love letter, I just need to write you goodbye. This can't be a love letter, because you don't love me.
Goodbye, my love.
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Very moving, and very evocative--anyone who has ever felt unrequited love will immediately recognize all the symptoms and all the loss of control involved in this kind of passion. Great repetition "this is not a love letter"; it becomes a reminder, a refrain, and a mantra of longing. Very powerful writing, Elena.
That's a letter - a letter to change the heart of the reader. Special :)
Elena- I hope the intended "target" did get to read the letter. It is such a wonderful heartfelt letter. Besos :-)
Wow, Elena! Very moving - poignant stuff this. Wasted on an article. It should be part of a novel.
Elena- Muchas Gracias for your Besos. Long see no time (I mean I long to see you but no time)..hehe. Sure, do keep your secrets close to your heart but hopefully to the intended "target" you do convey your message. As they say "'It is better to have loved and lost. Than never to have loved at all" :-)
Now Elena...you could have just told me! But seriously folks...gosh, I wish I could read Spanish because if you can write like this in English, in your native tongue must be very powerful indeed! Intense and throbbing, pulsating, your writing lives and breathes the human condition.
Everyone has felt this way, but so few can express it as you have done here. To you, my dear.
Abrazos
Elena, there is no writer like an impassioned woman. That was... all to familiar.
Elena, this is so beautifully written. So flowing, so whole. I am having this kind of a day in a way and I can't help but cry, but at the same time not fully because I don't feel alone in it. What a wonderful piece. How the moments creep on eachother and the feelings drip and leak. And what a perfect photo. Strong and self contained, trying not to spin, and spinning reguardless, and so ready to explode, or implode, at further existance. (Does this make sence?) I know you've used it before, but still. Well worth my weeks wait to read.
Elena- I am very sorry if my quote has hurt you in anyway. Well based on my brother's confession that he liked a girl who was coming to our house to learn classical dance from me but he never came around to telling her that he liked her at that time and even to this day he remembers her. I feel maybe if I understood how deeply he felt for her instead of considering it as crush then I may have helped him. If the other person doesn't know about "silent" love then surely there is very little chance and similarly I remembered that quote and wrote it. I am once again sorry and if I have caused you any pain then please forgive me.
Una carta lindisima! I have been on both ends, where I was deeply in love with a man and he didn't feel the same way, and where a man was deeply in love with me, but I didn't feel the same way- this was a long time ago. I wrote a goodby poem to my first love. Sigh, thanks for bringing up the memories and glad I am not in that place anymore.
Isn't CW sweet? hehe. I agree with her statement because everything in life serves, even not being loved in return because we grow from it, well at least we oughta. :)
Ahhh an ode to unrequited love. I have written many a poem about it and yet I am not friends with it still - the pain is always new and like no other. It's a raging fire in all its silence. A love lost is in a happier place than a love not born.
Thanks for sharing :D
Si, I speak Spanish fluently. I am South American, and my Dad's grandparents were from Spain. :) Have family in Spain that I have never met. I agree one never really learns to deal with loss, if I were to lose my current mate, I would cry as he is the best thing that ever happened to me, and I hear he would feel the same way!
I think the pain from a lost love is bittersweet for there are the memories and the bliss of being loved, and it's even hopeful - that probably in the next life... while the pain from an unrequited love offers no respite and consolation :D
I remember being in love with a married man. I could never say how I felt. Once talking with him he said if he ever had an affair it would be with me...imagine how I felt...but I laughed and said that wasn't possible. He never knew and now I'm in a different place...I sometimes wish I could send him a letter like this!!! Thanks for writing what I couldn't say!
Hi Elena,
I guess we've all been there, and felt that quiet ache that steals your appetite, and leaves you yearning for the merest acknowledgement. It's just too painful. A beautiful piece of writing, as always!
OMG Elena-- this is so beautiful and powerful and REAL it takes my breath away. You write with such amazing honesty and passion that it hurts. I think perhaps part of it is because your native tongue is the language of Cervantes-- you have an advantage over us cold anglo saxon types:-) Whatever the reason, this reached deeply into my heart. Yes we have all been there one way or another, and for me those pains are very old and long gone, but you brought them back and in doing so made me know that I am alive. Thank you for such a wonderful gift:-)
There are times when we can no longer be the master of our emotions. When they refuse to be denied and their object is unattainable, we must find another way to release the pain. This is the source of most great art whether poetry, music, painting, sculpture or writing.
Powerful words Elena.
This is absolutley beautiful!!! Haven't we all at one point or another felt this way for someone. Either we couldn't ( or shouldn't ) love another or else we love someone that will never feel that way for us. I have been there!
Fantastic Hub!
Not sure what it is (if not a letter... a love ode? A love postcard? A love requiem?) but I like it.
Also, thanks for the tip the other day.
Oh yeah that was over and done at the age of 12...but I remember it. It is a painful feeling....Funny now because the guy I was so sprung on as a kid isn't so hot now that we are all adults and I am glad he didn't feel the same mutually. I am so OVER IT!! lol =)
AMEN TO THAT!!!
good hub
strong and beautiful writing Elena - I came to this via your latest letter - unrequited love is so harsh and robs us at the time of sensiblity, perspective, and joy in living...been there too unfortunately....
Como esta senorita Elena,
I hope it was not one sided love or may be he was thinking........
~ Should I smile, Cuz ur my friend, Or cry. Cuz that's all we'll ever be. ~
Well there is really not many happy ever after endings. Life goes on you never stop loving because you never know, when & where you find the love of your dreams. When you find one......
~ No guy is worth your tears & when you find one that is, he won't make you cry. ~
~ Sometimes I wish I was a little kid again.... skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts! ~
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Hasta luego
Hola Elena,
I understand now & left another comment on your other hub. Hasta luego
K, now i have read them both. I love them both, really.
Wow Elena, this is beautiful, and sad all rolled into one.
Just beautiful I can relate to the emotions you have shared here. Yes brings back some memories for me.
Elena, this was a very strong letter, it was so grabbing and moving. I like to release my feelings by writings songs and I'm sure writing this helped you as well. Btw, I actually googled the sun image last night and it was before I ran across your stuff so it didn't subliminally pop into my mind : ) Thank you for sharing such close feelings and emotions with us!
"Goodbye, darling. I'm pained, depleted, exhausted, haunted by this unreturned love, by the thought of you with another, by the certainty that you can't be mine. I can't write you a love letter, I just need to write you goodbye. This can't be a love letter, because you don't love me."
So moving, heartbreaking, and so real. Thank you for this.
Hi Elena, I am finally allowing myself to read this again and to comment. I guess it is very important to say goodbye otherwise it will always haunt you. And this letter reminded me of several relationships I've had that ended pretty painful..and the good-bye was very essential part of letting go and moving on. As for loving someone and not being loved, I had to laugh at myself at this one. So many memories suddenly erupting from everywhere. Thumbs up for this letter! :-)
Revisited this one. As before still a gem of writing. I think your Spanish (latin) fire and passion shine through like a Flamenco dance. I love this it's pain it's passion.
And Besos to you too! LOL
BTW Nice to see the face behind the atavar. great pic.
Oh you've been discovered by HP! First thing I did when I read the newsletter was come over to read because I was fascinated at the idea of writing letters on hubs. And your answers made me giggle quite a bit!
To be honest? I never truly had unrequited love to which it overwhelmed me with such passion, such sadness. I've often found them in romance novels, though, and it made me wonder. I can imagine it isn't pleasant, but to experience it.... that itself seems powerful experience to me.
However, I have loved from afar so passionately that I couldn't stand it. He was a married man with children. We were polyamorous, so his wife loved my boyfriend as well as I loved her husband. She was cold him for years before this poly situation occurred and I could only think to myself, "Why cold to this wonderful, passionate, temperamental Irish man?"
He and I were only allowed to love in bits and spurts, but within we loved and desired so much. When we showed an iota of affection for each other, the other two resented it because they had different ideas of what we should do or feel. They have always been controlling.
She walked out. He breathed. I held my breath until the storm was over and we found each other liberated.
Such images invoked by your letter!! Such memories. Thank you.
Well, I see what all the Elena hubbub is about! ;) You have a profound and immense talent. Whoa. Seriously! I will definitely be back for more. Must go make sure I'm a fan!!!
Well written about unrequited love, a love so genuine and deep that only those of us who love someone this way can relate so well to each and every word.
I am in love with a man who has no idea how I feel, and even if he did, I know would never love me back. But you can't help who you fall in love with, you can't stop your heart from feeling joy simply from looking at the one you love while hoping to get just a little closer to them. I can't stop thinking of this man, he is on my mind all the time, I wonder what he would think if he only knew. In my mind I can kiss his sweet lips whenever I want to. He makes love to me in my dreams while I yearn for him during my waking hours. This is not a fantasy or type of infatuation, it is love, unrequited love, and is real.
Thank you for your well written piece on something that I have never experienced before, but know will last until the end of my days.
You are welcome and thank you. It is very real and I believe I will feel this love until the end of my days like I said. Unlike you, I don't want to say "goodbye" I long for the man I love and all I can do is hope, even if my hoping is in vain. Even though you're saying goodbye, I can feel every bit of love you have for this person through your words as I feel that same love for the man I so deeply desire. Again, great writing!
Wow. That was incredibly good. I wish I'd read it oh say 20 years ago, lol.
Oh yeah.
well well well i forgot about the passion on hub pages and the effect it has on me.... don't know if it is good for my heart, as i am getting old.... but i likes it
Huh.......
Nothing better then this I ever read. Thanks Darl for the wonderful wonderful piece.
Wow! This is beautiful, your words flow so well and you write with such emotion. I feel your pain, it's so moving and sad :( brilliant writing Elena! :)
Hi Elena, kudos to you for writing such a deep, emotionally charged form to convey, bon'voyage, without sounding threatening, immature or irrational. I wish I could borrow the same to interpret these feeling to the one I love/loved, without actually plagiarizing your God bestowed talent!!!
Merci beau coup!!!
thanks elena , that's all what i want to say but i cant , i want to cry but i cant , actully i'm in the same situation :(
your letter hit home, cried reading it.
It's how i've been feeling....not loved was i ever loved???
questions that i'll never get...cuz my partner decided it was best to walk away without a saying!
do i have a saying?...anyways Elena ....it's simply bold and beautiful and hurtful yet....so true!
This is really terrific, completely accurate. One of the problems with this type of love is that it is not validated, and therefore it can create a sense of shame. Unless such depth of feeling is returned, it's labeled obsessive. I wish I could put a stop on my feelings until I know how the other person feels, but unfortunately it doesn't work that way...Thanks for the inspiration!
I am in this situation, I did finally write how I felt, he didn't feel the same way...and now he's visiting my city and wants to hang out. I didn't imagine I'd have to say no because my own feelings haven't subsided in the least.
This is very nice on and this will let you know what love is about


































goldentoad 3 years ago
its always good to open up your heart, any rivers of pain, and let them flow
the matador hears the gasp of the crowd, looks down to see the blood dripping from the sword