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There is wind where the rose was,
Cold rain where sweet grass was,
And clouds like sheep
Stream o'er the steep
Grey skies where the lark was.
Nought warm where your hand was,
Nought gold where your hair was,
But phantom, forlorn,
Beneath the thorn,
Your ghost where your face was.
Cold wind where your voice was,
Tears, tears where my heart was,
And ever with me,
Child, ever with me,
Silence where hope was.
November by Walter de la Mare
How many of you will be able to write a love letter to the dead?
Actually, I was inspired by the book "Love letters to the dead by Ava Dellaria" . You are allowed to write anything about a person who inspires you in anyway and he's supposed be deceased. That's the whole point of it.
Well, my inspiration was the actor Heath Ledger. This was a letter I wrote a long time ago in my journal. I just wanted to share this with you all.
Today, I have seen some videos of you. Not literally of you, but I have seen various videos of award shows in which you got the best actor award everywhere. I really couldn't control my tears once after they announced your name for the best supporting actor Oscar . There were tears flowing down my eyes when I heard your name and how much your industry respects you for the incredible work you have done in the dark knight. You're a great inspiration to me and a million more others like me. The way in which you played your character was just amazing. I know I'm a creepy dude when I say I love the joker character. But I guess I'm not the only one. <3