I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Monday, November 15, 2010
The Monsters I Miss
And every single thing you ever did that bothered me, is every single thing I miss.
Uh, can't say that I am feeling this one, but I am posting with a purpose.
I heard a story on NPR this weekend about 'hint fiction'. Man, I think you need to write a book of your micro stories and get paid. Sure, you do this because of your creative muse and blah, blah, blah, but I really would like for you to maximumize your commercial appeal.
To me, it would really make me happy to know that someone who brings so much to my life and the lives of others was rewarded properly for the combined talents.
Would it be distraction to push through both the creative muse and trying to push the projects in the business world, but you can do it.
Just sayin'... that is all. I hope you can explode into the universe and be the trendsetter for the genre. http://www.robertswartwood.com/hint-fiction/
Who's the monster? I'd love to be your monster again, but you made me feel like a filthy freak because of your paranoia and I don't want to feel that way anymore! It'll take more than a few words to bring me back.
I am what I am. Sorry I scared you. It's your turn now.
Someone once told me the story of beauty and the beast was a story of a girl and her struggle to accept the worst parts of herself. Maybe me chosing you is part of the battle with myself. You are the embodiment of my monster. If I can love you, I can love myself.
i miss your shirts that smell like cigarette and your weird superstitions. i miss how you were always right even when you were wrong and i miss that awkward look in your eye that made me realize you loved me.
Which part frightened you the most? I must have ruefully struck a nerve somewhere. How can I find my way home? I can't see it now. It's invisible. I need your help in this matter. Meet me in the middle? I want you with me each and every day. Miss. Love.
Your constant messages every morning in my YM disturbs my focus. You very well know that I am always up on my toes every day but you kept pestering me, then I snapped at you for being a nuisance and inconsiderate. You stopped then, and now I realised how much I miss your morning greetings, ur silly innuendos, you trying to make my day in the office less intolerable. but i was such a pompous ass.
i miss the mess you'd leave behind you. i miss how annoying you used to be and the way you'd give me faces when i said i missed you. i miss having to ask for hugs but knowing you'd be upset if you didn't get one. i miss never being able to say goodbye. most of all, i miss the way we used to melt alone.
I am your monster and have been scaring you all the way through...to be exact, we have been scaring each other all along till today. I am trying to take it easy and in slow recovery from all of the scares you gave me. I am still not ready to meet you yet but I am more than ready to give you hugs and kisses, Love. <3
Honey, I am with you each and every day, focus on your work and have fun in your office and dont think about me there. Your work mates would think you look weird if you do. I oftem have hearty smiles by myself without any reasons, the good think is nobody sees me...Love <3
I don't think I can try that again, I don't think I will ever be able to meet you the way you want... Will you meet me in the middle? I am begging you, honey. <3
it bothers me how you get thought of everyday. it bothers me how you don't answer when i call. it bothers me how little you care. it bothers me how you don't write me back. it bothers me how when i'm mean, you're mean too. it bothers me how you don't try anymore. it really bothers me how much none of this really bothers me. i miss you.
Because I miss you more than I ever thought possible; what I wouldn't give to argue with you one more time. I wish you could bother me for 60 more years like we planned.
I know... i know... i told you I couldn't stand those conversations about becoming a better person and I rolled my eyes everytime you offered to do card tricks because i was sick and you were too far away to do much else. I know i swore up and down that I could live without your hugs just a little too close to my heart and voice that defies every description i know. But I've never missed anything more than i miss those moments.
I know... i know... i told you I couldn't stand those conversations about becoming a better person and I rolled my eyes everytime you offered to do card tricks because i was sick and you were too far away to do much else. I know i swore up and down that I could live without your hugs just a little too close to my heart and voice that defies every description i know. But I've never missed anything more than i miss those moments.
I can't even express how happy I am that you're back.
ReplyDeleteSo true.
ReplyDeleteI just miss everything about you :'(
ReplyDeleteThese people don't know what they're talking about, do they?
ReplyDeleteBecause they don't know who they're talking to...? Do they?
Uh, can't say that I am feeling this one, but I am posting with a purpose.
ReplyDeleteI heard a story on NPR this weekend about 'hint fiction'. Man, I think you need to write a book of your micro stories and get paid. Sure, you do this because of your creative muse and blah, blah, blah, but I really would like for you to maximumize your commercial appeal.
To me, it would really make me happy to know that someone who brings so much to my life and the lives of others was rewarded properly for the combined talents.
Would it be distraction to push through both the creative muse and trying to push the projects in the business world, but you can do it.
Just sayin'... that is all. I hope you can explode into the universe and be the trendsetter for the genre.
http://www.robertswartwood.com/hint-fiction/
Who's the monster? I'd love to be your monster again, but you made me feel like a filthy freak because of your paranoia and I don't want to feel that way anymore! It'll take more than a few words to bring me back.
ReplyDeleteI am what I am. Sorry I scared you. It's your turn now.
it never mattered if they bothered me, because that bothering meant you were with me. <3
ReplyDeletetrue..
ReplyDeletei hate the way my pillow still smells like you. i hate every single little face you used to make. i hate everything about you.
ReplyDeletei'm drunk and i'm alone and i don't know where i am, some avenue. look, can you come pick me up? please just come pick me up.
You are the monster I love, always and forever :) Dont say that I am back cuz I never left! Love. <3
ReplyDeletepls, Its not I developed this paranoia on my own, any girl would if she's in my shoes...just think about that.
Love it.
ReplyDeleteAnd only if you would come back
ReplyDeleteI couldn't forget everything you've done.
ReplyDeleteI wanna said i hate you..
But it also mean i still remembered you..
Yeah I still miss you
Wow. This one got me right here.
ReplyDeleteI miss telling you that you drove too fast, ate too slow and took too much time to come hug me when I needed you...
ReplyDeleteYour writing is so beautiful, it helps everyday.
ReplyDeleteno i dont. i wont let myself miss u, wont let u reach my fragile poor heart just to break it again. NO
ReplyDeletebukoHappy your back :) Keep safe :)
ReplyDeleteI miss our little fights, they made me feel alive.
ReplyDeleteSomeone once told me the story of beauty and the beast was a story of a girl and her struggle to accept the worst parts of herself. Maybe me chosing you is part of the battle with myself. You are the embodiment of my monster. If I can love you, I can love myself.
ReplyDeleteBe my monster please. I want you to scare me so I can feel your heart beat again. I want to know you're there.
ReplyDeletei miss your shirts that smell like cigarette and your weird superstitions. i miss how you were always right even when you were wrong and i miss that awkward look in your eye that made me realize you loved me.
ReplyDeleteIm already spoilt, not to worry :)
ReplyDeleteSiiiiiiiilly
I'm not a monster and I don't like monsters
ReplyDeletemonster are to my service
just see ..
Which part frightened you the most? I must have ruefully struck a nerve somewhere. How can I find my way home? I can't see it now. It's invisible. I need your help in this matter. Meet me in the middle? I want you with me each and every day. Miss. Love.
ReplyDeleteDear Bee,
ReplyDeleteYour constant messages every morning in my YM disturbs my focus. You very well know that I am always up on my toes every day but you kept pestering me, then I snapped at you for being a nuisance and inconsiderate. You stopped then, and now I realised how much I miss your morning greetings, ur silly innuendos, you trying to make my day in the office less intolerable. but i was such a pompous ass.
please come back.
kay
i miss the mess you'd leave behind you. i miss how annoying you used to be and the way you'd give me faces when i said i missed you. i miss having to ask for hugs but knowing you'd be upset if you didn't get one. i miss never being able to say goodbye. most of all, i miss the way we used to melt alone.
ReplyDeleteI am so happy. Just paid my lawyer. He is now on the case!
ReplyDeleteI am your monster and have been scaring you all the way through...to be exact, we have been scaring each other all along till today. I am trying to take it easy and in slow recovery from all of the scares you gave me. I am still not ready to meet you yet but I am more than ready to give you hugs and kisses, Love. <3
ReplyDeletebut it's better to hurt than feel nothing at all...or so they say
ReplyDeleteThose seem to be the things, that haunt.
ReplyDeletei i completely disagree with its better to hurt that feeling nothing.
ReplyDelete..but I'm ready to forget.
ReplyDeleteHoney, I am with you each and every day, focus on your work and have fun in your office and dont think about me there. Your work mates would think you look weird if you do. I oftem have hearty smiles by myself without any reasons, the good think is nobody sees me...Love <3
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteYou took me for granted..
ReplyDeleteI don't think I can try that again, I don't think I will ever be able to meet you the way you want... Will you meet me in the middle? I am begging you, honey. <3
ReplyDeleteSomehow you voice all the emotions, I didn't even know I felt.
ReplyDeleteit bothers me how you get thought of everyday. it bothers me how you don't answer when i call. it bothers me how little you care. it bothers me how you don't write me back. it bothers me how when i'm mean, you're mean too. it bothers me how you don't try anymore. it really bothers me how much none of this really bothers me. i miss you.
ReplyDeletetruth at best <3
ReplyDeleteBecause I miss you more than I ever thought possible; what I wouldn't give to argue with you one more time. I wish you could bother me for 60 more years like we planned.
ReplyDeleteYou were taken from me too soon.
RIP PJH, 2/8/89-5/16/10
This makes me think of my mom. Miss you so much.
ReplyDeleteHere it is. I admit that I miss you - some days more than others.
ReplyDeleteI know... i know... i told you I couldn't stand those conversations about becoming a better person and I rolled my eyes everytime you offered to do card tricks because i was sick and you were too far away to do much else. I know i swore up and down that I could live without your hugs just a little too close to my heart and voice that defies every description i know. But I've never missed anything more than i miss those moments.
ReplyDeleteI know... i know... i told you I couldn't stand those conversations about becoming a better person and I rolled my eyes everytime you offered to do card tricks because i was sick and you were too far away to do much else. I know i swore up and down that I could live without your hugs just a little too close to my heart and voice that defies every description i know. But I've never missed anything more than i miss those moments.
ReplyDelete