Friday, November 14, 2008

I still love you...

Letters We Never SentDear Shane,

I still love you with all my heart. You would always tell me that i was so great and how you loved to be with me. But not too long ago you said that you were pretending for 2 months. You treated me badly during that time only because you thought that it was a hint to me that you didn't care about me anymore. You wanted avoided the breakup process, but i couldn't any longer. You put me through a lot. I told people that i loved you. I made my friends believe that i was telling the truth when i said i loved you. They doubted that we would last as long as we did but i convinced them that we would work, and when we broke up, they were all shocked because they never thought it would happen. I got them to understand and believe, i just don't know how i didn't make you understand or believe. But after all i went through, i still love you. As one of my favorite quotes says:

“Love is when you shed a tear and still want him, it's when he ignores you and you still love him, it's when he loves another girl but you still smile and say I'm happy for you, when all you really do is cry.”

I know that when i cry, i still love you. When you acted as if i wasn't even there, i still loved you. I know that you'll find another girl, but i'll still love you. I will smile and say that i'm happy for you and then i'll cry, but i'll still love you.

I will always love you!

Sincerely yours,

Moving On

Letters We Never SentKole,

when u moved my whole world fell apart i had no idea what had just happened. For some reason i can't seem to move on. i need you but its to late... i love you so much. i guess this is good bye.

Letters We Never Sent IS RETURNING


Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Falling Into You

Letters We Never SentHi...

I know I shouldn't start this, but there is no change to turn back time. I don't know what I am looking for since I have everything in my own. Happy life surrounding by my angels. Then in one point I let you in, and I thought I can allow you in just in my mind, because my heart has already full of love of my life. Then time passing by, you gave such a different color in my days, and I dont know when, but then I found you have already occupied small place in my heart.

I enjoyed (still) every little chats we have, every little calls, every little messages, definitely I enjoy everything about you. Thinking about you in my busy days is a nice thing to do. It is very tempting for me showering you with all attentions that I can.

When I missed you, my heart is full of happiness and sadness in the same time, remembering our last meet, looked deeply into your eyes, felt such a soft warm feeling flowing into my heart. I know you'll never be mine, not because you don't want me or I don't want you, but because I've already had a life. And I dont know what I am doing now with you. I just don't want to think about it, all I want is enjoying every seconds I can have with you. Only in that way, I feel I have you.

If I have enough courage, then I want you to know, that I am falling for you. I love you...
You'll never know how deep you go into my heart. Because for you, maybe it is just for fun since you know from beginning that you cant have me. And to make it easier for us, I keep telling you (and my self) that all of this just attentions without intention whereas my heart savagely betray me...

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Wish I Never Said Its Over

Letters We Never SentKaren,

Your one of my best friends,we've already dated.I wish I didn't believe what Sara told me. I Should have known she was jealous of us.

I'm so sorry that I dumped you just for what she said. I know it was a really long time ago, and I know you've moved on , but I want to get back together with you. I can't though because your new boyfriend is in my way. The way you talk about him all the time really hurts because I know that it was me who let you go.

And now I'm begging you to come back to me. I love you so much, But I just want you to be happy.I hate to admit it but every time I think about you or remember the times we made out or made love, I feel like some one is choking me to death.

I need you and I care about you more than you know.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

Messed Up & Angry

Letters We Never SentMary,

I am writing this to clear out some of the feelings I have about our conversation yesterday. I wish you had taken this approach rather than dumping them on me. I realize that I can come on too strong sometimes, and in your case, with destructive consequences. You have made me think that I need to not try to help by giving advice. Most people don't want it.

Your complaint about my reservedness and lack of positive comments I also take to heart. I realize I need to make a conscious effort to praise those around me. I guess I take the attitude that when things are going well they are as they should be, and when they are not, then they need to be fixed. I would like to change this about myself.

I certainly liked you very much as a friend, and I was deeply wounded by your long silence and rejection. Frankly, I am put out by having this all dredged up again, as I had accepted the loss (without actually understanding it) and gotten over it. Now I feel like I have to go though it all again. I'm not sure why you chose this particular timing, but it definitely doesn't work for me, except to maximize the pain. Was that the point?

There's a concept. You have hurt me, too. I have the feeling that you are too self-absorbed to realize that other people have feelings. That's why, even if unburdening yourself has made you feel like you want to rekindle a friendship (and I'm not at all convinced that you do), I'm not interested. At all.

By the way, do you know that all the people who worked on your house complained about you to me? You could stand to take a good look at yourself. Oh, and good luck finding people who don't offend, annoy or tire you. It's way too easy to do. You also might have trouble finding people who can read your mind. Or who can predict that you would take your child to a school interview without first warning her that she was moving to a new city.

Yep, in the long run, I think you did me a favor by getting out of my life. I just feel sorry for the people who have no choice.

You're fucked up.

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Only A Few More Years

Letters We Never SentI always knew I was a little different, just didn´t realize how different until recent years, it all started after I finished highschool; my parents were eagerly asking what I wanted to do with my life, I really didn´t know so I answered with the only logical thing I could think of I said, " Well, I guess I have to see what job pays well and doesn´t expect great things from me."

Yeah right, c´mon now, I was 17 going on 18 I had to say something satisfying, but those words just never came out, I buried them deep inside and just shrugged my shoulders in indecision and smiled.

Next thing I knew I was heading for the city to continue on my studies, by the way did I mention I was born in "THE" place to live ?

Well, let me just tell you very quickly: IT WAS PARADISE , the best in the world, well at least to a kid like me why I remember just wonderful times, come to think of it, I haven´t found that joy ever again, but I´m getting ahead of things.

Any ways, I´m here in the city at last, my first feelings, it´s a cold, desolate uninviting world waiting to feed on your soul; now it wasn´t the first time i had been here i had been many times before as a kid ,but it was the first time I did not go back to the hometown I grew up in, I clearly remember after every trip to and from the city I would wake up in my bed and think it had been a dream and I´m just so glad to be back home.

I didn´t see that happening for a long time. If you haven´t lived in a city for a long time believe me it´ll it your insides slowly. At school I was horrified by what I saw and right there and then it started to happen more often, you see when I was young I had noticed that my eyesight wasn´t to good so I relied on my other senses especially ny sense of smell; I can actually trigger memories from smells,of course this isn´t anything new,but what if I told you I could smell your soul; it just suddenly happened that the smell from the rest of the people could actually send me in a state of sickening, so many lies and so few little beautiful qualities.

It was definite , these were not the people I grew with, where was that beautiful girl that had always fascinated me with her smile, where were those friends that had always been there to share a memory, where were those people that gave you a small caring pat on your back; GONE.

Things just got worse, later on ,the rest of my family had to move to the city because of certain iconveniences, by iconveniences I mean a hurricane , you do the math.

Well I gotta be more honest, it was a good thing in the end, I managed to get reunited with them.

So in regards to my sense of smell, I decided to distract it and put it to good use, I decided to become a cook.

Much happened during that time I was studying to become a cook and certainly much more from when I was a kid, I changed completely I am now a bitter 25 year old who simply works for the money and for no other joy at all, I have no girlfriend because I realize that in the end they would all expect to get married and have children which I don´t wish for because if they can´t have the joy of my childhood then they souldn´t be exposed to anything less, I am trapped in my job because I wish to financially sustain my parents,it is the least i can do after all the joy they gave me they deserve so much more, after they are gone I will then probably walk out of everybody´s lives and finally start slowly picking up the pieces of my past life, sit and watch the world slowly wither and die, which is already starting with all the overpopulation that is going on, the greed that corrodes any moral values left in people.

So in the end all that I can say is , what wonderful times my childhood encountered, never again will I experience them; plans are made to be broken and so are hopes and dreams I know mine have...... beyond repair.

I guess then that this LETTER I NEVER SENT would go to................. I honestly have no idea at all.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

I Miss You Like Crazy

Letters We Never SentHi... I don't know how to start this off because I have so many things to say to you. You will never know. I was young and foolish- Really young. You were my first kiss, I'll never forget.

I was so scared, but you, being older, were so calm, and I admired that. It was winter. I was cold and you offered me you jacket, eventhough you only had a t-shirt on. I took it. My heart melted.

I liked you a lot back then, now,10 years or more later, I realize, you were the one. I have thought about you everyday since I moved away. When I don't think about you, I go to bed and dream about you. I can't stop until I know you don't have any feelings for me. I don't want to scare you away because I enjoy it when you chat with me, if that's the most of you I can get. I want you to know how I feel, but how can I tell you?

I love you. I really do. I want us to be together, but now I have ties out here I can't break, and I know you won't come here for me. I need you... I'm so sad without you.

I had my chance, I know. I was so scared that because you were older, you would break up with me. Or you didn't like me because I wasn't pretty or we didn't see enough of eachother. I was so scared to become so addicted to you that my heart would get broken, when all along, you had no intentions of breaking up with me.

I'm so sorry. Mark, I love you.... and I miss you like crazy.

How Do You Do It?

Letters We Never SentMy dearest Jefferson,

It has been 12 days since you left and still the pain is as new to me as that first day. I cry daily on the long stretch of road. You would stay up and keep me company every night. You didn't care that it was 2 a.m. for you. We laughed and we talked and we dreamed. Now, each time I drive that road, I cry. I try not to but I can not help myself. I listened to our song - Frank Sinatra's "It can Happen to you" over and over today. You sang that to me. Do you remember?

And tonight I heard my town's combined orchestra play Gustav Holst's The Planets. I sat in the audience, fortunately it was dark. No one could see the tears on my face. It was less than three months ago that we heard the Philadelphia Symphony Orchestra play it. What a Cinderella night that was. Five days of love and magic.

Like our love, it sparkled and seemed endless.

But then things went wrong.

I went from being a princess to being just me.

Not that there was anything wrong with me, but you spoiled me for so long. You loved me like no one ever had. You bathed me with attention and love. You sent me flowers constantly and showered me with gifts. I kept asking you to stop. I didn't want them. And now, it's all I have. But the diamonds, pearls, gold....mean nothing to me. I wear this two thousand dollar Tag Huer watch, timeless - you called it - like our love. I would give it all away if it meant I could have you back. I would give it away to hold you for a minute. But its not to be. I keep waiting and waiting. You have to love me, I tell myself. How can you stop? We were so in love. I keep waiting for the call. You will call, I tell myself. And each day hurts more. I know you. I knew you meant it when you said "bye ....." and hung up so angrily.

I'm sorry you got caught. But that was not my fault. I would never hurt you purposely. I love you. Always have. Always will. You love me too. I know you do. Did you not ask me to marry you? Why, baby? Why did this happen? I hurt so bad.

I've written you a hundred letters in my mind - never on paper because I know in my heart that you would not read it.

When you say goodbye, you will mean it, you said. And I know you have. But how do you do it? How do you stop caring so suddenly? I still have all the sweet voice mails from only last month saying you would love me forever. The pictures of our many trips are in my mind and in my desk.

Fourteen trips across the country to see each other in the past 12 months. That must have meant something. It did to me.

How do you do it, baby? How do you stop caring? Tell me. Please. I need to know.

Always, me.

Your sweet Mariah.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008


Letters We Never SentFriend,

I love you. I love you. I love you. You're the sunshine that dries my tears, the fire that makes my heart dance, and the very bestest friend anyone can ever ask for. Yes, we fight a lot but if you notice I only start them when you try to talk about how this girl or that girl is so pretty. Or even how so and so is your best friend. Yes, I'm jealous. Yes, I'm mean to you but that's only because I wanna push you away before well... I have to see with someone else. That's mean of me though. I want to see you happy. Just... I wish you were happy with me. Idk. I just love seeing you smile...

You've been there whenever you can and... I appreciate that. As you're reading this, you're probably rolling your eyes or... confused. Or just taking it as it. I have no clue. Then again, I will never send this letter to you. But... just remember... Whenever I laugh at you and we just walk together, talking about anything in the world... I'm so full of hope and joy I could just float off the earth, taking you by hand with me.

The really weird thing tho... I feel so complete when you're here with me. I feel as if I can take anything on and as long you're here with me... I'll live through everything with strength and a smile on my face.

Call me stupid, lame, and inconsiderate. But... I just wish you knew how I feel. If I did send this letter, the relationship I already have with someone would die an unholy messy way. I feel so bad. I love you both. Wow. This is the first time I've said I loved either of you.

Right now I'm crying and I hope I feel this pain lasts forever, so I can remember how horrible and unfair of a person I am to both of you. Even you have to admit how much the person I'm with right now is more perfect for me than almost anyone else. He's so caring, honest, sweet, and just the kind of person I need. I don't deserve him anymore than I deserve you. Either way... You are both so much stronger in goodness than I could ever hope to even attain.

I try to forget about you in his eyes and whenever I'm in his arms.... but I can't.

I love you, friend. I will forever. If you ever need arms to hold your sorrow in and support you, I'll be there. If you ever need to talk about anything at all, I'll be there. If you ever need a friend, I'll be there. If you ever need a partner for life... I'll be there. No matter how many times the leaves will fall from the trees we pass by eveeryday... I will love you more than either of us can ever comprehend. Dear God, I wish I could actually send this to you. I don't care if I have to watch you fall in love with a friend or a stranger, as long as you're happy... I am. It's that simple. I am more attached to you than appropriate. Just... maybe one day, you'll see me on the sidelines, waiting for you with a hesitant smile and open arms. Thank you for being the anchor I have needed in this storm in the sea of life. Thank you for being the water to wash away my memories and hatred. Thank you so much...

I love you more than you'll ever love me. But maybe... maybe one day it will be good enough.

Monday, April 28, 2008

I Love You

Letters We Never SentI just wanted to say that I'm sorry for everything that I did to you before, I'm glad that I'm in your life again, I have this feeling that everything has lifted off my shoulders now.

I'm so happy, I know it and everyone knows it to..

Sunday, April 27, 2008


Letters We Never SentDear Shaun,

I am writing you this poem to say how much you mean to me more than the stars in the sky and the waves of the sea I hope we get to meet someday but if we never do I just want to say on this fine day that I really do love you my friend

i really do love you

all my very best wishes, love and hugs to the bestest friend I have ever had

Lizzie xxxx

(p.s. don't get worried huny.. friends can love friends!! lol)

You Will Never Know

Letters We Never SentDear Adam,

I had told you before I had a letter you would never see well here it is.

It has been a few months since we are threw, all I can think about is when you told me about Wendy. Your best friend from high school, your one and only true love.

It hurts to know you don't appreciate what we had. all the memories and gifts we shared. All the friends we made disappeared into nothing.

All I have left is tears, sadness and emptiness... but threw all of this you made me realise one thing... life goes on, and thats exactly what I'm doing but only its without you.

Friday, April 25, 2008

I Still Remember Your Face

Letters We Never SentIchoose not to see your face in your funeral. Not a drop of tears can be seen on my face, and I won't yield in the church. I beleive this can help me to remember your face, the most familiar face since I was a baby.

Although I am close to tear when everytime I am thinking of you, but every time I will choose to hide my feeling. This is because I am scare they will know how much I miss you, they will know much I want to share my bread with you when you were with me.

Father, I miss you so much.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Hi Mohammed

Letters We Never SentI am sorry for all what i am, cause all "what i am " is being a good friend...

You'll never know that feeling you get when you love someone a friend..

You'll never know what does it mean to have me in your life..

You'll never be good enough for me,cause you're a complete lie..

If you want to walk away..don't take a look back!

If you want to be smart ass see who you're talking to..

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Love That Will Never Go Away

Letters We Never SentIam so in love with u but u never will realize that I always will and it never goes away.

Please tell me that u love me back cuz I can not bare it any longer I need u in my life. Everything I'm saying is true I mean it with all my heart.

U are the one for me.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

*** Last Message ***

Letters We Never SentMy smiling angel,,,

why it happens that way?

why it always happens to me?

or i should i ask why im that way...this way..losing...falling...

this is my last message to you...this the many times did i tell you this?i dont know...but just just know that i will be the last...Im giving up counting it....nowadays im giving everything up...just walking into a hollow...i dont know where to stop or where im going to....i dont know where i lost my dreams...who is acting in this movie instead of became a gamble...just start with innocence...then you wanna win...then it becomes a passion..then became an obsession...but after all you spent your all you dont have anything in your hands....anything..i wonder why does it happen that way..and do wonder when will i lose those last several people i have in my life....even i lost everthing just it hurts me....LOSING you...

I feel i am changing....losing trust to everyone....i didnt want i happen that way......i didnt want anything to become that way...maybe im one to blame....Im feeling lonely...have you ever lost...have you ever watched your dream gone in hands....

have you ever loved someone and despite everything couldnt you get a small piece of his heart....have you ever felt your heart dead.....have you ever hugged your pillow and cried all night....

now im just looking at the past

the things i got
the things i left
the things i supposed to have but never had...
just fake smiles & toy victories......
just a big ZERO i left behind my back....
I will never the ppl i left behind
Will never be strong..will never be brave enough to share the feelings i hide or will have her talent or her beauty i wont be flawless..
i wont a be good person either
Everything is now really over
i dont feel anything...
just walking away..
maybe a miracle comes and takes me away
thinking where am i?
or what have i done?
*nothing* will be my answer again... my heart really dead...

yes this will be the last message i will never send.....

THE END ..................................

Monday, April 21, 2008

I Hate Who You've Become

Letters We Never SentIhate the way you make me feel about myself.

You say I am sensitive, manipulative, fake, and transparent. Look in the mirror. You take your unhappiness out on everyone else; especially me.

You dumb yourself down with other friends and ask stupid questions you already know the answers too. I can't trust you with anything.

You used to be my best friend but you are my worst enemy undercover best friend. I hate you so much. I have to keep a smile on my face so I can be happy that no one hates me, but you constantly put me down and think it's okay. When someone vents about you there's a huge problem.

You are a hypocrite who is full of irony. You are a selfish liar who doesn't care about anyone but themselves. You look in the mirror so often you probably don't even see anyone else in the world but yourself. You need to open up your eyes. You treat friends and tools but it will lead to your own unhappiness. You stay angry and don't even tell the person until they ask. You turn your phone off instead of talking to resolve issues.

I hate who you've become.

I Still Love And Want You

Letters We Never SentIwant you to know that I still love you and always will. I thought I could get over you and that my broken heart would heal quickly. I was wrong. I was only strong while you were not near. One look at you and my heart melts within me. All the buried feelings begin to rise within me and all I want to do is melt within your arms. I now confess that I never stopped loving you. I guess I never will.

Now I am feeling lost and confused. Within my heart I want you so badly. All I think about is you and being able to hold you, love you, touch you, and be with you. I am consumed by my desire for you and I feel lost without you. I know that I cannot force you to be with me or to want to be with me. It must be your decision. I would not want you any other way. I want you to want me, to be with me because you want to be with me, to love me because it makes you happy to love me, to come to me because you desire to be close to me.

I thought that missing you would get easier everyday. It has not. In fact, now that I have seen you again, touched you again, made love to you again, it has gotten more difficult being without you. My whole being aches for you and I cannot force myself to stop loving you. In fact, I don’t want to stop loving you.

Alas, it might very well be my fate to go on living without you. I will not beg you to come back. If love cannot lead you back to me then I guess we will stay apart, but I truly hope that you will love me as much as I love you and want me with the same burning desire that I want you.

I still love you and I don’t want to stop. I want you.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Time For Me To Be Me Again

Letters We Never SentFor the first one...
I never meant for things to get this crazy. I do have feelings for you, however, I can keep those to myself. Maybe one day we can start over and get back on the same page and reconnect again down the road. I think we have a lot to offer each other, even if it is just as friends.

For the second one...
You are an incredible human being. You know just what to say and who to say it to. However, with your charm, I don't know if you're being honest, or just playing with my mind. Maybe one day we can be true friends. But for now, I need for you to quit playing with my heart and soul. I'm a fragile human being who has been hurt many times over. The last thing I need is for a Prince Charming to come into my life, only never to follow through.

It basically comes down to this. I'm happy with my life, and I don't need or want anyone coming in a trying to make it a mess. Lord knows I have plenty of obstacles in my way as it stands. The last thing I need is to be set off track. And I feel you two have done just that. Now that I can see it, I'm moving forward with my plans, my future, and my life...the way God wanted me to.


Friday, April 18, 2008

Thank You

Letters We Never SentI only want to say "thank you" to someone who can no longer hear it.

Thank you for what you did for me, whether or not you even knew what that was. I barely knew you, and yet you died for me. You didn't even die to save my life, you died so that I could have a single moment. The moment I'd dreamed of. The dream that I'd wished for so hard that I'd called it a prophecy, long before I knew, that's exactly what it was.

Thank you for all the people who may never know how your life and death affected their lives. Yes, I know that you died for a cause bigger than me and my 'prophecy'. I'm not so self-centered that I would think that a single moment of my life was worth yours. My entire life would not have been worth yours. I don't pretend to know why you died, or all that you accomplished, but I only know that there must be more to what happened than what I can see. I'm still trying to figure out what I can, but I'm only a voice crying out in the dark. You were the light, and you're gone now. I have to solve this great enigma on my own.

And I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I needed your miracle as much as I did. I'm sorry that I was so focused on my dreams that I didn't see the bigger picture. I couldn't see that you would have to die to make my dreams come true. And yet, it's hard not to blame myself. As though my wishing for what happened was what killed you. Maybe it was. I wish I knew. But there's so much I wish I knew. And I know that if I knew the whole story, I might wish I didn't. But still, I can't help but wonder.

Sometimes I've wondered if you really knew what you were doing. And I've wondered whether it was worth it. Often I've wondered how it is that the past could predict the future. Was it fate? Did you know? Did I simply wish so hard that my dream became reality?

I still don't really know whether to feel guilty or grateful to you. Maybe you knew nothing of my silly prophecy, and we were both just pawns of some greater power. Maybe wishing hard enough for something really can make it come true. I hope not. But I don't know.

I've tried to blame it on chance, or luck, or coincidence. But the chances were too high against what happened. It was billions to one. That wasn't coincidence.

Was it my fault? That is the question I cannot stop asking myself. I wish you could answer me. Perhaps that would finally ease the guilty conscience I've been carrying for these past two years.

But another question has entered my thoughts more recently. Does it really matter? Does it matter whether it was my fault or not? All that matters is what happened. And whether I would have done it all again. Would I have done it all again? That's the question that really scares me. Because I don't know the answer to that, either. Would I have let you die if I could have stopped it? I want to scream yes, yes, a million times yes, but there is always that dark doubt in the back of my mind. The dark, dreaming part of my mind that wonders if maybe it really was worth it. A single moment of perfection, worth a human life? I want to say no, it wasn't. A human life is worth so much more than that. But that dark doubt won't let me go. What can I do?

And I know you must not wish for me to feel guilty forever. I'm trying to forgive myself. But it's hard, and I'm afraid, because I still don't know if you would have forgiven me. I still don't even know if you meant for things to happen the way they did. Perhaps that's a stupid thing to wonder. You were never one to withhold forgiveness, anyway. But, there's still that dark doubt . . .

Was it my fault? It all comes back to that question. I wish you could answer me.

I guess, most of all, I just want to say thank you. If only because 'thank you' is all I have left to say. A long time ago, you sent me a birthday card. I don't know if it meant anything to either of us at the time, but it means everything to me now.

Make a very special wish
Let your spirits soar
Celebrate with all your heart
That's what a birthday's for

Thank you for that very special wish. I will celebrate it with all my heart, forever.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

A Time To Love And Place To Forget

Letters We Never SentIt's just not the case anymore to say i still love you, i miss you or even i need you. It's been years now and naturally i think of you, of us. The laughter and the very few battles, i wonder where are you now and if i contact you? will you respond, but, i don't want to contact you. Not anymore.

I want to feel the same about you then and there, a place in which i was so infatuated and fascinated about you. One look made me shiver, i miss that emotion now that power you had over me and that i was willing to give you for i was in love and i know you were too.

But now as i am older and perhaps wiser i know now that i don't love you as I've moved on and so have you, but i miss the time that i did and the place we were. We'll never have that again, and those times, places, tears and joys are fading. Which makes me sad but we are alive and are not static beings held to the past.

So when i am back walking the Sydney streets that you and i used to roam about, i will think of you and of us and a time and a place.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

From Bridgit - For my lover

Letters We Never SentWhen I walk away from you mad [Follow me ]

When I stare at your mouth
[ Kiss me ]

When I push you or hit you
[ Grab me and don’t let go ]

When I start cussing at you
[ Kiss me and tell me you love me ]

When I quiet
[ Ask me whats wrong ]

When I ignore you
[ Give me your attention ]

When I pull away
[ Pull me back ]

When you see me at me worst
[ Tell me I'm beautiful ]

When you see me start crying
[Just hold me and don’t say a word ]

When you see me walking
[ Sneak up and hug me waist from behind ]

When I'm scared
[ Protect me ]

When I lay my head on your shoulder
[ Tilt me head up and kiss me ]

When I steal your favorite hat
[ Let me keep it and sleep with it for a night]

When I tease you
[ Tease me back and make me laugh ]

When I don’t answer for a long time
[ reassure me that everything is okay ]

When I look at you with doubt
[ Back yourself up ]

When I say that I like you
[ I really does more than you could understand ]

When I grab at your hands
[ Hold me and play with my fingers ]

When I bump into you
[ bump into me back and make me laugh ]

When I tell you a secret
[ keep it safe and untold ]

When I look at you in your eyes
[ don’t look away until I do ]

When I miss you
[ I'm hurting inside ]

When you break me heart
[ the pain never really goes away ]

When I say its over
[ I still want you to be mine ]

When I repost this bulletin
[ I want you to read it ]

- Stay on the phone with me even if I'm not saying anything.

- When I'm mad hug me tight and don't let go

- When I say I ok don't believe it, talk with me

- because 10 yrs. later I'll remember you

- Call me at 12:00am on me birthday to tell me you love me

- Call me before you sleep and after you wake up

- Treat me like I'm all that matters to you.

- Tease me and let me tease you back.

- Stay up all night with me when I sick.

- Watch me favorite movie with me or me favorite show even if you think its stupid.

- Give me the world.

- Let me wear your clothes.

- When I bored and sad, hang out with me.

- Let me know I'm important.

- Kiss me in the pouring rain.

- When I run up at you crying, the first thing you say is; "Who's ass am I kicking babe?"

A drug fuelled make out session that was a mistake!

Wish Upon Your StarOh, what it is that you do to me Alex!

I can't sleep as you permeate my mind as I rest. You invade my thoughts almost constantly throughout my day. This is certainly devastating considering the circumstances.

You see, I am in fact gay. Have been in some form or another entirely in love with the female form and consciousness all of my life. It was only recently that I had to admit it to myself and to those around me in every aspect. I am scared to go back into that dark closet of denial and confusion.

I know I used to visit late morning with my male lover / partner , Michael. WHO still remains to be part of my heart ans also part of the reason I cannot be part of you.

Michael was different. He was only 20 but wiser than his years. He had faced death for most of his life. This made him grounded, noble, understanding, worldly. He had the dark tormented soul of a poet which was the entrapment but yet I was bound by his wonder in finding beauty in almost everything around him and in life.

I pushed. I pushed too hard on this brittle little flower and it crumbled into a thousand pieces. Just like my heart did when he left. I could not and would not go through that similar pain again . I am scared that this may happen with you if our one kiss turns into something flirtatious , lustful or wonderfl.

YOur age is another concern of mine, as is body image which is tied in together but also seperate. I will get to this later.

YOur age - you are the exact age of my Nathaniel (had he survived). He was stillborn. So technically, you ARE young enough to be my son.

I have two other children. They are of conscience here except in reference to body image and what happens after birth. Skin sags. Loses elasticity. Remindful of the stripes of a tiger. Breasts that were once full of life giving nutrients are now useless. Like half deflated balloons. I am all too painfully aware of these things

You are young. Alex you should be with young flesh. Not used and abused flesh like mine.

I find you wonderfully delicious. Something I could lustfully and lasciviously nibble upon and consume entirely. But for me there has to be more and I'm afraid that your young yet eager mind could not whet my mental appetite.

I write this at half eleven am. I finished work several hours ago and am due to begin again in 8 hours. Yet I cannot sleep. i think of you. Now this latter is writ and been purged from my soul I pray now for sleep.


Tuesday, February 19, 2008

I'm Sorry. I Love You.

Letters We Never SentI'm sorry for all what i am, cause all "i am" is loving you. every word, every whisper, every breath and every look i remember. You know I'm so far away from sadness, but also so far away from happiness cause i know you're far away.

All I'm wishing for you is a good life. i know I'm not the one who's in your heart but you've always been living deep inside. warm and secure.

You know since i left you to go in your own path my only friends are tears.. sadness.. and more love.

I know you wont know who am i.. and probably you wont know that this msg is yours but anyway hope when you read it something stings your heart and make it beat faster. then I'll know that you read it and I'll smile cause I'll be sure that it affected you.

It suffocates me to see you with someone else but thats my fate.. i don't know.. you just don't see me, you don't.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

To My Love

Letters We Never SentMy love I know I wont ever have the confidence to tell you this but this is true I loved you more than anything, still love you and will always be loving you...

I know you are not mine and can never be.I had dreamt about things which won't ever come true....but now that everything is so clear I still love you like anything because love is eternal, it cares for no beginning and no end.

You have a special place in my heart and no one else can take it I assure you this .. the broken and shattered pieces of my heart stil love u.

Love is a great feeling those who win in love are the luckiest people alive,but the other name for love is sacrifice and you know you are very lucky because you have someone who loves you like hell and can do anything to get a smile on your face.You mean a lot to me I am sacrificing my love , myself, my feelings for you.

You can't even guess how much I missyou.I have a lot of questions but no one to answer.I am living with this love and will die with this love.I have always been your's only.The tears in my eyes ,the beat of my heart are only taking you're name.

My life has changed.

You were like a wonderful heart touching breeze that blew everything away.I am like jotting down my feeling in a paper being damn sure you wont ever read this.In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.

True Love burns the brightest, But the brightest flames leave the deepest scars.True love stories never have endings.Time will make you forget me but time will make me love you more than before.If I never met you, I wouldn't like you.

If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you, but I did, I do and I will.If in this lifetime, I wont get to have you, I'll make sure that if I meet you in my next life I wont have to think twice on saying that "I waited a lifetime to say I love you..Sometimes I think the heart was made to be broken. Your closing your eyes to me, opened my eyes to you. I don't know how to not love you, I only know how to not let you go.One can not truly experience the beauty of love without enduring the pain that comes with it once it is lost.

If I were granted three wishes, they would be You, Me, Us.

I can't stop shedding my tears for you because losing you is like losing myself, but still I will be always loving you you're love