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hi d.

 

im still shell shocked. im still reeling from the hurt.

its amazing how you have become so much a part of my day -- now that you are NOT in it anymore it feels as if i have this big void. a whole chunk of time that used to be exclusively yours is now ... empty.

 

i have not stopped kicking myself in the ass for that stupid question. and all the stupid things i did after that stupid question. you said in our last talk you were the bad guy... i still say it was my eff-ing fault.

 

i dont want to hope. i dont want to count on the future. but there is that quixotic part of me that keeps on dreaming. hoping. wanting.

 

well, i can dream, cant i?

 

take care. i hope that in the round of endless faces, mindless bodies and meaningless trysts, you remember there is one person in this big world waiting for you, hoping you would come back home.

 

take care of you d.

 

-b

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i hope you're doing okay. as for me, everyday is a rehash of yesterday, a vicious cycle i do not have the strength nor the will to break. yet there is a measure of comfort in this monotomy, it reminds me so much of security that i only felt in your embrace, perverted as it may be. do not wail, for as i am now nothing but a shadow of who i was, i assure you, beloved that i would rise above this, to be better than before and to move on to "greener" pastures.

 

i am a phoenix...

 

watch my rebirth

 

-G

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"cuz i'm not here to be around

and be that girl that you forget about

cuz all i want is just to be a song

that you can feel longer than just right now

so come on baby let me be the girl

that you can count on to rock your world

and then you'll see there's so much than curves

and then you'll see that you and me belong"

 

heard this song last night. not that i haven't heard it before. in fact, i've heard it a million times (like every song on our playlist). but it never got my attention before. it isn't particularly catchy. nor is it witty. nor is it deep. but it got to me last night. and it's been ringing in my head all day.

 

do you think if the circumstances we met in were more.. uh.. normal, you would see me differently? do you think if you weren't so... uhm... distracted right now, you would consider being distracted by me? do you think if things were just different and not like this, you would consider a cup of coffee with me? or a movie? or a dinner? or the future?

 

this is what i hate with if-onlys. they're pointless. and they hurt. and you can't do anything about them. i don't even want you to answer these questions. although i do have a morbid curiosity to satiate, i know that your answers will only make me feel worse.

 

so let me just say this: i am glad we met. because if only for that short time we spent, you made me believe in the possibility that i can like someone again. you made me believe again. and that, more than anything, is something i'm really happy about.

 

thank you.

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My Life,

 

Happy Father's Day. I remember how we would always laugh whenever I greeted you each year on the day the world would celebrate it because Australia would celebrate it some different day. I also remember how I would say that you deserve to be greeted twice in a year because you are such a good man, such a good father.

 

I've told you many times before and I want to tell you again -- I couldn't have chosen a better man to be the father of our girls. Because of you I realized that parenthood isn't about DNA, it's about the love and care you willingly give a child, it's the responsibility you willingly take over a child's life. Someday when Sabrina is older, she will understand it too. You are the only father she has ever known.

 

The girls miss you everyday just like I do. Sabrina was just telling me tonight how she misses you picking her up from school and that now she has moved to a school closer to home that it would be so nice and easier for you to walk her everyday. She was so proud of you darling, she was so proud to show you off to everyone, she was so proud to call you Daddy.

 

Nicole misses the good cop too. She was telling me yesterday how she missed your convys, how you were always interested in her hobbies, in her music. She also told me that you were more a father to her than her biological father ever was and that she was sorry for resisting the idea of you in our lives years ago. She regrets never calling you "dad."

 

I don't know what good I might have done in some previous life to deserve a man like you but I thank the universe for the gift of you. And I thank you for loving my girls as if they were your own. Thank you for wanting to give them a future. Thank you for making them part of your dreams.

 

Happy Father's Day Bidong. We love you. Know that your presence is greatly missed.

 

-L-

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K,

 

I found myself reminiscing about the past the other day, what was, cherished sans the unpleasantries courtesy of my chosen perspective (and selective amnesia). How long has it been, 9 years? I did try to reach out with the hopes of salvaging the friendship but then this bridge has been broken, forsaken. Sad really though I do not rue the fact. In my sanguine thoughts I hope you have since become unstuck as I saw it (L as well if you would believe - who else would've prodded me?). Wishing you the best from a distance.

 

E

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