{"id":657,"date":"2026-10-11T20:16:55","date_gmt":"2026-10-12T02:16:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/?p=657"},"modified":"2026-10-11T20:16:58","modified_gmt":"2026-10-12T02:16:58","slug":"dear-luvlee-sometimes-i-think","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/?p=657","title":{"rendered":"Dear Luvlee: Sometimes I Think…"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Dear Luvlee,<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sometimes I think I would like the moon and stars, the pink unicorns and the blue sun- but magical wishes and daydreams<\/em> elude my current senses.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Take the time to make my soul speak and my heart sing
Take the time to stimulate my mind, broaden my view beyond the expected and shorten my breath just enough that I feel the fuzzy feelings of life, love and that hint of danger.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I hear the warning bells, the faint sounds of danger ahead & proceed with caution-but it\u2019s hard to focus on that when I see your eyes, hear your laugh or know that you\u2019re smiling that smile that\u2019s meant just for me.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I see the warning bells, the signs of watch out and don\u2019t fall- but what am I to do when you tell me you need me, you want me, as the honey words pouring out of your mouth is reaching my ears oh so sweetly.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I feel the warning bells, the red flags, the sting of pain I get whenever I think of the things we don\u2019t say and the things that we do. I don\u2019t remember being masochistic, but every time we\u2019re together it feels like home & hell and a beautiful blend of chaos and earth.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I can taste the bitterness of life & longing left on your lips, but there\u2019s also something sugary and sweet like star light, hope, and pure love, that grips the strings on my heart so far, yet so tight that it loops me right back to you every time.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I can smell your scent all around me like the most comforting embrace. The way it lingers in my sheets feels like a familiar memory too slow to fade away. Every time you hold me it feels like the first and the last time. Run! My head is screaming, but this heart of mine; so strong, yet so fragile breaks just a little more every time we hug.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Teach me how to let you go
Teach me how to leave after hearing you say my name so sweetly
Teach me how to not long for your touch, or not feel all the feels when you touch me
Teach me how to listen to the warning bells that sound clear to the ears, but faint to my heart
Teach me how to ignore the honey from your lips<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Stay\u2026Go\u2026No, don\u2019t go\u2026this hold-will you let me go?

Always,
Luvlee B\ud83d\udc95<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/div>\n\n\n\n
\"\"<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Want the next letter?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Be a part of the Luvlee Universe and have the next Dear Luvlee letter find its way to your inbox<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Dear Luvlee, Sometimes I think I would like the moon and stars, the pink unicorns and the blue sun- but magical wishes and daydreams elude my current senses. Take the time to make my soul speak and my heart singTake the time to stimulate my mind, broaden my view beyond the expected and shorten my breath just enough that I feel the fuzzy feelings of life, love and that hint of danger. I hear the warning bells, the faint sounds of danger ahead & proceed with caution-but it\u2019s hard to focus on that when I see your eyes, hear your laugh or know that you\u2019re smiling that smile that\u2019s meant just for me. I see the warning bells, the signs of watch out and don\u2019t fall- but what am I to do when you tell me you need me, you want me, as the honey words pouring out of your mouth is reaching my ears oh so sweetly. I feel the warning bells, the red flags, the sting of pain I get whenever I think of the things we don\u2019t say and the things that we do. I don\u2019t remember being masochistic, but every time we\u2019re together it feels like home & hell and a beautiful blend of chaos and earth. I can taste the bitterness of life & longing left on your lips, but there\u2019s also something sugary and sweet like star light, hope, and pure love, that grips the strings on my heart so far, yet so tight that it loops me right back to you every time. I can smell your scent all around me like the most comforting embrace. The way it lingers in my sheets feels like a familiar memory too slow to fade away. Every time you hold me it feels like the first and the last time. Run! My head is screaming, but this heart of mine; so strong, yet so fragile breaks just a little more every time we hug. Teach me how to let you goTeach me how to leave after hearing you say my name so sweetlyTeach me how to not long for your touch, or not feel all the feels when you touch meTeach me how to listen to the warning bells that sound clear to the ears, but faint to my heartTeach me how to ignore the honey from your lips Stay\u2026Go\u2026No, don\u2019t go\u2026this hold-will you let me go? Always,Luvlee B\ud83d\udc95 Want the next letter? Be a part of the Luvlee Universe and have the next Dear Luvlee letter find its way to your inbox<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":659,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"A Bittersweet Haven \u2014 this poetic love letter explores longing, complicated love, and the senses that pull us between holding on and letting go.","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_seo_schema_type":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1,29],"tags":[84,47,38,54,36,37],"class_list":["post-657","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-dear-luvlee","category-letters","tag-dear-luvlee","tag-love","tag-luvlee-letters","tag-poetry","tag-soulful-writing","tag-words-from-the-heart"],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/10\/Sometimes-I-think.-6.png","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/657","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=657"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/657\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":662,"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/657\/revisions\/662"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/659"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=657"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=657"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/luvleec.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=657"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}