Dear Love,

Why am I writing this letter? I don’t know for sure. May be because I’d like to thank you or express my admiration or just because you play so important role in everyone’s life and in the whole world that if there exists anything striking and wonderful enough to write about it – it is you.

I know, almost everybody will doubt that this letter will reach you, because a postman will hardly be able to find such an extraordinary address. To tell the truth, I used to think the same. But then I understood that the letter would likely be read by anyone and, thus, it would reach you as you actually live in the heart of each person.

In spite of this fact most of us, people, zealously look for you everywhere. It should be funny for you, shouldn’t it? We seek you and your house but find only your neighbours. Unfortunately, we seldom find your neighbors in the street of happiness: Trust, Respect, Kindness – and often take for you your neighbours in Pain street.

One of them is Jealousy. Oh, her house is close to yours and resembles it so much that great number of people comes to her. This mistake seems to be tiny but then it grows in a green-eyed monster and destroys everything, turns love into hate, care into suspicion and life into suffering. Everybody knows the tragedy “Othello” by William Shakespeare and the drama “Masquerade” by Lermontov.

You have a lot of other hazardous neighbors: Obsession, Envy, etc. And people stray among their houses, crucifying themselves and their beloved. But if they don’t chase you out of their hearts you always give them a chance to find one of your closest friends – Forgiveness. To my mind, she is the only who can be stronger than you. Many people can’t withstand your torture, but those who can forgive are not afraid of you ...
Please, listen to me and become the only one for me!!!