A Letter to a Love (357 hits)
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Submitted by Beastie Girl (View user info) at 2004-03-12 15:58:37 EST
Hello Lover,
It must've been a joyous and happy week for you. The love of your life is now here. You two seem to be the perfect vision of young, idealistic love. For the past two years since she left you, you've continued to burn in each other's hearts and minds, and never gave up on what you ultimately wanted in life...which was to be together.
It's a romantic story, really...she decides to pack up and move out here to be with you forever and ever. Oh, how I long to feel that kind of passion and undying devotion! Imagine...just dropping everything to be with your true love. It makes even a jaded, rational, pragmatic woman like me swoon with delight and tingle longingly.
But through all of this, there's still me.
Alone now. Dealing with more repressed emotion than one could ever imagine would come of a situation like this. Summer vacation is over. I knew it was coming...and I'd have to face real life eventually. The delightful days of sunshine and warmth are gone. The ease and comfort of feeling my feet in the sand...a solace and temporary peace before I'd have to step onto the cold pavment again. Most powerful of all, the freedom and decadence of the waves lapping over me...a warm ocean consuming me with its gentle and knowing caress, feeling and knowing parts of me that I keep well-guarded and otherwise hidden.
And now vacation's over. Ended early. Didn't see it coming. All I know is that I'm here, alone, left with an emptiness in a space I never knew existed. I always knew it'd be over, butI can't help but mourn the loss and long for that last day again. It should be easy to give up something that was never really yours...something that you knew would be gone one day anyway. But it isn't. Perhaps that's the most painful part to deal with of all.
But you want me in your life. I'm a "huge" part of your life...one of the only true symbols of continuity, love, and friendship you have in this tough town. But that's too much to ask of me, right now. And downright unreasonable. I look at you and still see the sun and sand and intoxicating allure of the ocean...summer vacation. I can't pretend that nothing's changed and we're the same cute and fun buddies we've been for the past two years... wrestling on the couch, and watching movies, and drinking beer and grilling burgers together with all of our friends. Too much has been affected by this for me...and I can't pretend that I'm not in pain. So I may not be around for a while. I need time to adjust...deal with things...and mourn. I'm sure there will be a day when I can stop by and bring you both a bottle of wine and warm wishes in life together. But not now.
It's better this way.
Loving you the best I can,
Withered Spirit
User Reviews
Submitted by Judoka (user info) at 2004-04-01 11:11:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
No Comment
Submitted by bargled (user info) at 2004-03-14 20:15:23 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
shut the fuck up, whore.
Submitted by Lisa (user info) at 2004-03-14 20:10:52 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Then find a handsome, burly guy who will cook you dinner, and subsequently kick you in the ovaries.
Submitted by Lisa (user info) at 2004-03-14 20:09:17 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Let it all out, sister-girl!
Submitted by QueenAshlee (user info) at 2004-03-14 19:56:08 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
I'm so depressed now. Goddamnit.
Submitted by dakingisdead (user info) at 2004-03-14 19:48:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Personally Moolover I would feel the rage.
Tell him to go fuck himself.
Submitted by Anansie (user info) at 2004-03-12 19:10:29 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Jocko_Johnson (user info) at 2004-03-12 17:03:22 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
Dear Beast Girl,
Nobody really gives a shit about you until they want to fuck you.
Life is a dry and abused cunt.