Jul 22, 2011
Posted on Jul 22, 2011 in Cliche | 0 comments
Subject line: I wish you nothing but the best.
I miss you so much. We had an amazing thing but it terrified you. You were the best friend I ever had. You were too scared to get hurt, but I never would have hurt you. Instead you hurt me and the baby. I ended saying things that were harsh, but I was trying to make you see reality and not sugar coat everything. I still love you with all my heart. And the baby misses you. I pray every day that you get your shit together so that you will no longer be afraid to let anyone else in. I wish you the best. I’ve made up my mind, I’m moving to NY as soon as I possibly can. Without you, nothing feels right here anymore. Good luck. Take care of yourself. I love you and miss you.
Jul 21, 2011
Posted on Jul 21, 2011 in Angry Love Letter | 0 comments
Subject line: I really hate that I miss you.
It’s been a few weeks since you burned me in the worst way you could think of. I really just want to forget you and move on. But you’re in my dreams again. And all the shitty things I’ve done since you to move on have just made me miss your late night visits more. I don’t know how, but I let you break me. If you hadn’t crossed that last line I could forgive everything else. We could have gone back to how things used to be in a few months, or could have just been close friends. But you’re a coward, and you had someone finish what was mine. That’s the closest thing I have to a god, and you shit all over it. So I really wish I didn’t even care enough to hate you, but you got under my skin…. I didn’t deserve any of that treatment. Fuck you.
Jul 20, 2011
Posted on Jul 20, 2011 in Cliche, Sappy | 0 comments
Subject line: Still waiting for you to pick
Yes, I am still missing you, and missing the energy you always gave me when I had you in my life. Isn’t that what love is? An energy or force shared with someone that sees you through each and every day, and they put that skip in your walk, and are always there to catch you so you don’t fall down. I know you have a lot of other options in your life, but I always thought some angel(if there is such a thing) would lead you to my doorstep, and our connection would once again have its power over each of us, and make us irreplaceable to one another. I certainly hope if you can’t find your way to door #2, which I am in back of, that some sort of guardian angel is out there that will steer you in my direction. Serendipity has made our paths cross time and again, but with the next time, I want it to be that we actually make the effort to be the source of strength we were for one another once upon a time. I have a lot of friends, but, my dear, you were irreplaceable! Please rethink me, and give me some serious consideration on making an effort to reach out to me, because I know we were good for one another, and could be so good for each other once again. I’d take 17 giant steps to go in your direction, if you gave me the opportunity! I’m not very far away, and miss your energy, and the fun we always shared together. Please make the effort to come take my hand, because I miss that firm grasp!
