Please don t cheat on me letter

Please Forgive Me. (This Relationship Is Worth Saving!) • Letter Examples

I never thought that this was a letter I would have to write. You always said that you would never do anything to hurt me. You always said how much you feared losing me. We could have handled the situation like adults. Although I had many guys I could have gone off with, I stayed true to you. Knowing that while I was at home being faithful and thinking of you, you were off with some other girl. Some girl who could satisfy you for the 10 minutes that I was away. Were you that desperate to find someone to sleep with? Because that is just pathetic. Was I really not enough for you? Can you imagine how that felt? I would have walked to the ends of the earth to help you. Or at least respect the feelings I had for you. No matter how much judgement I got for loving you, my feelings never swayed. I deserved the truth. I know you thought hiding it was sparing me my feelings, but you were wrong. You were the one who fixed my heart, healed my scars and finally made me believe in love again. Above it all, I know you are, or at least were, a decent person, but cheating and lying has stripped you of that for now. In order to ever gain the respect that you lost from your friends, family and me, you'll have to turn your life around for real this time. Or, if it makes you happier continue living your life in a drunken haze, I couldn't care less. Welcome back. Sign in to comment to your favorite stories, participate in your community and interact with your friends. You wanted more, and I was a fool for you. Saint Cloud State University. To the boy who wanted more, I never thought that this was a letter I would have to write. Subscribe to our Newsletter Thank you for signing up! Check your inbox for the latest from Odyssey. This article has not been reviewed by Odyssey HQ and solely reflects the ideas and opinions of the creator. Subscribe to our Newsletter.

Please Forgive Me. (This Relationship Is Worth Saving!) • Letter Examples


I will not fall for you all at once. No, I will fall for you gradually—falling for the little things. Or the way you reach over in your still sleep-fogged state and pull me close to you as if you cannot keep me close enough. Or simply the way you look at me when we laugh; laughing with you is my favorite. I remember the day you asked me my top pet peeves before listing yours. You said these were your only deal breakers. They were off the wall and nothing close to what I expected, but they were yours—they were part of you—they made you who you are. Opening up to reveal your vulnerabilities says a lot about you. I always saw the fierce uniqueness burning brightly in you, but your list illuminated that even more. I was hooked. What I so badly wanted you to see is that I am the girl who will be there for you when you need reminding how amazing you are, because life has you convinced otherwise. The girl who will cherish any time spent with you, simply because it is a chance to be near you. I guess no answer is answer enough. I deserve to be happy… but so do you. Waiting around for something to never happen only promotes the stagnation of life, progression—it halts the future and what it has in store. It is waking up every day and making the daily choice to spend the rest of your life with them. But the most important kind of love is the kind we most often neglect: self love. I gave that up in my desperate search for love from you, and I lost sight of who I am and what makes me happy. To wake up and remind myself that I am strong, and worthy of being loved the way I wanted to love you. Someday, I will get that kind of love from another person, someone capable of allowing me to love them. And so since I know you will never read this letter, I hope someone—somewhere is able to learn from my misgivings and at the very least, love themselves again. I hope it as much for a stranger as I wish it for you. But I also hope that you remember being forgotten, like me, by so many potential lovers before me. Please love yourself again. Because nothing will make you happier than doing what is best for yourself. Be happy. Be free.

A letter to … my husband, who simply stopped loving me


I saw the look in your eyes today when you finally realized what I had done. Your pretty mouth dropped open slightly and you were at a loss for words. You didn't need to say anything, anyway, because I saw it all in your eyes--betrayal, disillusionment, revulsion. In that moment, I just wanted to crawl under a rock somewhere and hide. But now that I understand the gravity of what I've done, my actions have filled me with self-loathing and remorse. It's difficult for me to look in the mirror and I'm not proud of the man I see there when I do. I have no excuse for what happened and saying "I'm sorry" hardly seems adequate. But if you could forgive me this time, I promise you this will never happen again. Both the suffering that I've caused you and the misery I feel now show me that breaking my word causes too much damage to both of us to ever want to do it again. Whatever selfish gratification I thought I'd gain by my foolish act has disappeared like a wisp of cloud under the noonday sun. All that remains is guilt and a stronger resolve to be not only the man you want me to be, but to be the man that I want myself to be. I know it may be difficult to believe right now, but I really do love you and have honestly never loved anyone else. In the past year, we've become so much a part of each other's lives that I really can't imagine my life without you anymore. I don't think it would benefit either one of us to give up on this relationship yet because we've both invested so much of ourselves into it already and our good times have far outnumbered the bad. What few problems we've had in the past have been minor and we've been able to work through them with very little trouble. I would give anything to pick up where we left off--just doing everyday things like coming back to the apartment after work, kicking back on the couch and sharing the ups and downs of each other's day. I enjoy taking turns at being chef when we don't order pizza and appreciate your willingness to watch a game with me once in a while. We had already started to plan our summer vacation together before this happened. Wouldn't it be great if we could still get away together for a while and try to put this behind us? I know I'm really expecting a lot to ask you to continue making plans with me, but the alternative is too painful to even consider. Please remember all the good times we've had already, as well as all the good times that are still out there waiting for us to discover. I promise you a faithful companion who has learned his lesson and is more determined than ever to make you happy and stand by you as long as you will have him. I know that you've gone to stay with Jan for the time being and I've given her this letter to deliver. I will call you there on Saturday afternoon and see if you would be willing to go out with me so we can have a serious talk. I can only hope I'm really sorry that things kind of got out of hand the other night. Even though we feel very differently about the importance of budgeting and putting away money for a rainy day, I don't think it's something that should get between us. There are plenty of things that we do agree on, even when it comes to finances. I'm really glad that we see eye to eye on the importance of working hard, for example.

A Letter To The One Who Cheated On Me


Next Poem. I have hurt my boyfriend a week ago. I know he said it is okay, but I feel bad every time I think of how I have brought tears into his eyes. I should only be making him smile. If there are Read complete story. My words were not that of a kind person. Hurtful words that should have never entered my mind But they did, and they can be erased in time. Just watch, you'll see. I'll try harder; it'll get better. I promise I will be better. I'll smile every time I see you. There has got to be something that I can do or say, Something that will make you want to stay. Don't leave me alone, not like this. I only just found you, my only one. We can't possibly be over and done. Please, tell me I'm still in your heart. Let me show you that I can appreciate you more Every day, more than the day before. And he turned with glazed eyes "I love you, too. Sorry By Harry Boslem. Broken Heart By Latoya B. If there are tears, then they should be of joy. Baby, I'm sorry I have hurt you so much. You're my heartbeat, my soulmate, my friend, my advocate, my everything. I did not mean to hurt you. Please find it in your heart to forgive me. I know forgetting is another story. Every time you look at me you will be reminded of the pain I brought to your heart, but please believe and trust me when I say I'm deeply sorry.

Now That I Let You Know Me, Please, Please Don’t Cheat On Me

I will never forget the beauty I saw when I first set eyes on you. I never tired of telling you how handsome you were often to your intense irritation. You were ambitious; it was infectious. Life was exciting. We enjoyed nights out, exotic holidays, I felt loved and wanted. We married and had two children. Then everything changed. You no longer have any zest for life, no interest in anything other than your gadgets. Conversation is one-way, no questions are asked and responses to anything I might pose are one syllable paired with a grunt and a roll of the eyes. Meals have only ever been cooked by me and you have never attempted to prepare anything, I have asked that you try but to no avail. At night, we lie side by side, never touching, never speaking. You are irritated by any plans I make to ensure our free time as a family is spent as best we can together. All you want to do is sleep. We both work full-time and we both earn the same but you treat me as your intellectual inferior. When your work day has finished, however, mine continues the moment I walk through the door of our house. The pressure is often more than I can bear. The pain is most palpable when we are among people who are clearly very much in love. The slightest touch that speaks volumes, a kiss on the neck which induces the saddest feeling within me simply in the knowledge that you will never do that to me. I need moments like those; they should be my fuel rather than the anger that now replaces the love that once was. My friends acknowledge that I am in a hopeless situation and I freely accept that I have allowed it to get this bad. I want to weep and my heart breaks a little bit more. Your approach to life is the antithesis of mine. I want to run into your arms when you come home, and I want you to run into mine. I want to share the load. I am so sad. For you. For me. For our children. For the life that we were meant to have together.

Sinceres - Please Don't Cheat On Me - Killer Uptempo Doo Wop



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