How to write a love letter.

To see and be seen. Untangling the crazy feelings and expressions of love.

Love letters are a peculiar art. They're the heart's desperate attempts to reach out and grab something tangible in a world that's more often indifferent than not. Writing a love letter isn't about following a set of rules or crafting something pretty and poetic; it’s a lovemaking in plain light, naked and fully exposed. It is to see and be seen in the most detailed and profound way. Letting the raw, unfiltered truth spill out. So, if you're looking to write a love letter that hits hard and true, here’s how you do it.

First, strip away the pretence and false ideas. Forget about flowery language and grand declarations. Love isn’t some sanitized, Hallmark card sentiment. It’s messy, it’s painful, it’s ecstatic, it’s honest and impactful. Don’t be afraid to show your flaws. Love letters aren't about presenting a polished version of yourself; It is the art of delighting with what is real, putting the heart on the table, exposing what the other cannot see.

Start with the truth. If you made mistakes, say you made mistakes. If you’re confused, say you are confused. If you're lonely, say you're lonely. Admit your fears, your insecurities, how it shook the hell out of you—but you still stand. Get the raw materials out there before you start worrying about how to shape them. There’s something beautiful in vulnerability, something disarming in honesty.

Avoid clichés like the plague. Find new ways to express old truths, ways that are uniquely yours. Nothing kills the raw power of a love letter faster than a tired, overused phrase.

I see my madness in yours and that is cute how they play or you are the truest love I’ve ever known hits harder than "You are the one”.

The chaos is more manageable when you’re here with me or You amplify my happiness like a speaker playing my favourite songs sounds truer than “You complete me”.

A love letter is the gift of depth, unpacking hidden layers, saying look how much of you there is inside of me. To take your person by the hand. I’ll show you how you are through my eyes and heart and every part of my body that can receive you, I’ll show you where you marked it, and how you inhabit the space I made for you. Because you see, the day I met you, I knew I had to push back the edges of my world, making room for your bursting, overflowing, chaotic glory. I carved out some space and expanded my horizon for you to dance on it. This space, it’s our clandestine corner, where we overlap, whispering back answers and murmurs secrets in the dark.

Empty your pockets— Here’s all I’ve got and all I’ve got I share with you. Be specific. The devil’s in the details, and so is the divine. It’s the small things that make love real. Talk about how she smells like a unique mix of floral bleach and burnt vanilla or how his laugh sounds like a busted radiator and from a room full of laughing men you’ll always hear him first. Mention the way her hair curls when the air’s wet and how that always makes you want to get your fingers caught in it, how his hands have this unique blend of roughness and softness that makes them like no other, and how reassuring that is.

Details root your feelings in reality and give the reader something relatable to hold onto. It’s an anchor that proves that your love is real, believable, not something cosmic no one has ever been to. Say how heaven is that place you go to every day, a place that serves homemade smoothie bowls on a soundtrack while you hype each other for the day. That is an opportunity to elevate mundane moments they’ll learn to cherish thanks to your particular appreciation. Highlight the value. Make them worth millions out of not very much but how so everything.

Lastly, remember that a love letter isn’t just about the words; it’s about the act of writing itself. It’s about sitting down with a strong cup of emotions, putting pen to paper, voice to recorder, or fingers in the sand, and opening doors, cracking up windows, let yourself be seen for what you see. It’s crafting an invitation to visit what you’ve been storing, and how you decorated your heart with memories.

If you’re going to write about love, write about it with the intensity it deserves. Love isn’t lukewarm; it’s a fever, it’s a storm. It’s special enough to make you prefer a person above everyone else. How do you translate that into everyday words? There's no place for restraint here. Make up all the images you need. Tell them how they make you feel like your heart is a fist pounding against your ribcage trying to come out to kiss them on the lips, like your blood is on fire and suddenly you’re aware of how alive you are. Keep the realism for your promises.

Writing a love letter is about being brave enough to give a tour of your heart and all that lives in it, hoping the invitation will be received with the same passion and honesty with which it was written. This is how you live in me.

Xo

I love you to the moon and back.

I love you with a fierceness that doesn't need cosmic distances. It's right here, in the instantaneity of raw and the closeness of real.