I keep thinking you already know. I keep thinking I've sent you letters that were only ever written in my mind.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
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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.
what would you do if If I sometimes laugh instead of the smile you want me to give you ?
He was walking behind me and I felt comfortable in the dark, in the cold, running to get on the last bus.
I made it, the bus drove away and he was walking around the corner, suddenly started running while I sat alone by the window, I went to the future yet he was running faster than the speed of light.
Then he just walked, how an predator can stop haunting and lick the faces of his own children with pride. He transformed, I looked at the back of his head and saw how his converse shoes took their time, step by step on the pavement.
The last split second, I didn't turn around. Not because I wasn't eager to see the look on his face, what made him pursue the streets like that? I was afraid of him watching me and thinking I was stalking him, sitting alone in the bus, watching out of the window, staring to long to the boy with the blue eyes filled with love for the Lord I love. His soul is outstanding, I doubt not my lord.
Doubt not precious one and you shall be set free <3 Amen
When I wake up you better posted my comment.. I can't even remember how I put it but I'm afraid of his love, of anyone's love. So that makes my faith in God not enough, If I would truly love God I would be more open to other human beings instead of writing poetry and staring into the wild.
i keep thinking that maybe, the words that i can say to you with such ease and grace are meant for someone else. that maybe this jaded idea of lusting for you is more than that. that you feel it too, but because i've said otherwise you're too afraid to tell me how you feel. when you come home, i want you. i want you all over.
I relate to this, and it hurts.
Sometimes, I think you busy yourself rereading my replies.
just one word ..WOW
Sooner or later I'll come to the conclusion that I'm only dreaming. You're still here with me. Hopefully. I hope so.
i love how you write things.
if you ever discontinue this blog, i think i will cry.
I keep thinking you already know that I love you. I do. I hope you know...
Dare I say I'd like to read them? We're never having the same conversation. Ever. It breaks my heart. All of this. I'm sorry.... Yet as I type, the mysteries of hidden networks unfold in the background. wtf :(
Thanks for the break, though.
Angry but humble.
call the police :/
I got those letters but they wont do. I do know but I need to hear you say it, I need to know that you know too.
A woman who uses men for their money, their looks and other stuff don't deserve the love of them .... same for men, if you use women for their looks and other "stuff" you won't deserve these beings' love.
So there is no Love for you.
You created this situation yourself.
Has nothing to do with me :/
I don't care. Either you can ask me for a thing. I need everything for me so you gave me nothing, no love, no help, no .... nothing ... and NO I'm not a substitute mother for you.
I fix everything myself, alone, you think that is cool and "normal" ... why should be different with you?
are you more than me then?
Generosity and honesty are, I think, the most important features in a man for me, you have any of them! is not a monetary matter, if you have a piece of bread, offer me, not to worry .... I'll say no.
We really live in different worlds. I like mine :) but I won't stay here for long either. Is good to change you know?
Go to hell :) they are waiting for you, you wanted to go? didn't you? well you are closer now .... and now you are asking me to take you out? WAIT!!!! is not as cool as you thought, told ya .... Your wish came true ... I don't understand why you complain ..... You repeated to me over and over again how cool it was to be "bad"
I will stay here so I have a bunch of things to do, so many .....
All of my love was very real, well .... "real"? you just tried to kill the magic over and over and over and over again. Magic stays here, with mummy.
You wanted to be in this situation you are!! so who am I to break it??
I respect your decision.
I must reunite with people my kind now :) hope you understand that too.
The truth is, it's just all in my mind. I wish you knew. I often wonder how things would change if you do.
There's only so much my conscience can take. Why oh why must you do this to me?
She's the black dog. A cosmic stalker. Can you see her shrine in her mirror? Meditate on that. Me.
Love After Love The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your life, whom you ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life. — Derek Wolcott
So may you find in each other what you came here for. And trust that this is love because it is (love is trust). And tangled lives you may lead but into each other, never apart, till you cannot distinguish between being and being together. ~iwtfy
I'm not a black dog, I'm a flower .... you see? that is why we will never get along
If you would take me out of this situation ,you wouldnt have put me into this in the first place. YOur Being invisible here not only put yourself down for something very ugly, but also corrupted me. Yet again, its my own fault to have put good faith in you. Being strangers is way better than being a cheater.
I'm always writing letters to you in my mind. The way you behave convinces me that you know what I'm feeling. Is it a connection that I don't understand? I'm trying to do the right thing. Seems everything I do is wrong.
so that is what makes her discontent. when i assume her answer while she keeps waiting for a question to arrive
Three letters you did write stay with me the most. Two thank yous, and a wonderful description of reading aloud to her on the couch; with tenderness, of tending. This is the part of you I cherish. Happy birthday a little early.
My sexual abuse survivor wife thinks that "He’ll realize I’m not worth it sooner or later. He’ll realize what a mess I am, how much trouble I cause, how much better he could do, how I am too much too much too much. He’ll realize it, and he’ll run."
And I am afraid that I will say something or do something that makes her finally fully believe that I can never understand, and she will pull away from me so far I can't pull her back.
Which scares me because mostly, I'm in love and that would ruin everything.
and sometimes, you act like you received the letters. the ones that were only ever written in my mind.
His name is Tijmen and Im in love with the unknown soul behind those blue eyes.
All is because I'm just too afraid
usps lite blue
thanks for sharing.
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