The Mail Box

[Alex_Corvis]

My dearest,

 

I wanted so much to share the happy moments in my life to you, whether it be an amazingly exotic brid perched in our window or watching fireworks along the bay.

Last night i saw a meteor shower, it was the most frighteningly awesome thing iv'e ever seen. And i wish you were here, I wanted to share all the joy there is in me, if it is possible, maybe you wouldnt be sad anymore.

 

And last night i dreamt of you, and in that dream, I saw you smile.

I had a really good night sleep.

Wish i was there.

 

FF

[peace]

very nice thread...

[luisito]

YoU,

 

YoU'rE tHeRe, BuT nOt ReALLy..

YoU'Re MiNe, BuT nOt rEaLLy..

i NeVeR rEaLLy HaD yOu

So i NeVeR rEaLLy LoSt YoU..

i SuPPoSe ThiS iS HoW We'LL aLwAyS bE..

i HaVe YoU, yOu HaVe Me,bUt ThEn AgAiN...

NoT reALLy...

 

mE

[Glorious]

Happy Man,

 

You say, you play to win. BUT the playing can't be that it becomes a one party's game.

 

You have a better understanding of your woman by now to.

[sweetpsyche]

There are some things in life that don't go the way you want them to or the way you think they should, but you can't dwell on these because you'll miss out on other opportunities. Don't give up one something just because you don't think things will work, you won't know unless you give it a try. But don't hold onto something that left a long time ago, because sooner or later you'll realize some things just aren't meant to be."

 

*sighs*

[Django]

for... "felicia"

 

Hi, just had to take this outta my head tried callin' you... but it seems that you're sleeping already.

 

I hope that one day, you'll stumble into this thread and read this

 

I finally understand...

 

You left me not because you did not love me anymore, you left coz you loved me so much.

 

I admit, I was devastated the day you told me that things could never be the same between us, that fateful August day... I was angry, I was sad, and confused.

 

There was no reason for for us to part....

 

Things were going so well between us, but, all good things had to end.

 

We could have been... if only...

 

but now i realized, you were not doing it for yourself... you did it for me...

 

but, we can't alter the reality of what we are... and we've got to do, what we've got to do.

 

I still love you, and now you're someone who's not only special to me, you have become someone very dear and precious to me.

 

I will be content with the friendship that we have now.

 

Better to have you in my life as a friend, than not having you in my life at all.

 

I will always cherish the moments that we spent together, and I will treasure the bond that we now have.

 

I'm happy I met met you.

 

Take care... I love you... friend.

[sweetpsyche]

this is my 4000th post hehe. so im making it memorable

a card i recieved thru angelrays.com and it soo touching so im posting it here..

 

Love Never Ends

 

Roses were her favorites.As this story goes, and every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows. The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door. the card said "Be My Valentine", like all the years before..

 

Each year he sent her roses,a nd the note would always say, "I love you even more this year, than last year on this day. My love for you will always grow, with every passing year." She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought he ordered roses in advance before this day. Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away. He always do things early, way before the time. Then if he got too busy everything would work out fine.

 

She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase beside the portrait of his smiling face. She would sit for hours, inher husband's favorite chair, While staring at his picture and the roses sitting there.

 

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate, with loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate. Then on the very hour, as on Valentines before, The doorbell rang, and there were roses sitting by her door. She brought the roses in and then just looked at them in shock. Then went to get the phone to call the florist shop.

 

The owner answered, and she asked him if he would explain, Why would someone do this to her, causing her so much pain? "I know your husband passed away more than a year ago," the owner said, "I knew you would call and would want to know. The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance, your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance. There is a standing order, that I have on file down here, And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year. There is also another thing, that I think you should know, He wrote a special little card.. he did this years ago. She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears flowing hands shaking as she reached to get the card. Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note, this is what he wrote...

 

"Hello My Love"

I know it's been a year since I've been gone, I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome. I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real, or if it is the other way, I know how would I feel.

The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than words can say.

You were the perfect wife. You were my friend and lover, You fulfilled my every need, I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve. I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears, that is why the roses will be sent to you for many years.

When you get these roses, think of all the happiness that we had and how both of ur were blessed.

I have always loved you and I know I always will, but my wife you must go on, you have some living still. Please try to find happiness, while living out your days, I know its not easy, but I hope you find some ways.

The roses will come every year,and then they will stop, When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock. He will come five times that day, Incase you have gone out, But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt to take the roses to the place where i have instructed him, and place the roses where we are.... together once again...

[forbidden]

An unconsolable female...waiting at the other end of the line.

 

She puts down the phone, and he finally realizes that she is a rag in his relentless, selfish wind. She will take as much as she can, but in the process, it will slowly tear her apart.

 

He knows that by the time he gets back, the leaves on that tree in the garden will be brown. That other world at the other end of the line - once so alive with hope - is slowly feeding itself to despair and ruin. The rains came early, she said, but the rains may not be enough to save what was slowly slipping away.

 

But it was out of their hands - and the distance was taking its toll on everything. It was as if by leaving he had stretched so thinly the lifeline that carried his soul back and forth. Now, even the colors around him, in this place far removed from the garden, were fading slowly, and the once spectaular enjoyments had become less than spectacular.

 

He sat in the chair by the window and leaned towards the little plant that he had picked up at the store downstairs from his apartment. It was still alive; in fact, it was growing and threatened to become too big for its pot within the next month. How sad, he thought, that these green leaves should flourish and breath and celebrate life, while an old tree dies in the garden back home. We turn our backs on one thing for another - we have to because we couldn't do anything otherwise. He was trying to reason with himself - find meaning in his actions. What for? He already knew that he wouldn't win against her selflessness - he couldn't win against the idea of losing the tree in the garden that safeguarded all their memories. Maybe there was novelty in the new, but in the old, there was commitment.

[forbidden]

Hi Sweetp! This is a great thread! Thanks! I enjoyed that!

[Leslie Garcia]

I like your avatar .... is that a painting? and i like what you've written here

[lord_rochester]

the mail box??? anong thread to? things that you wanted to say to a certain someone pero di mo magawang sabihin? if this is that type of thread then this is what i have to say....

 

to this guy i met, liked and befriended only to find out that he's not worth it.

 

when i met ou i gave you my trust and my loyalty. all i asked in return is the same loyalty and trust i gave you. we had fun times together i know. there are times that i even imagined myself in love with you. but i am not in love with you. you are just a great friend to me. someone i could run to whenever my boyfriend and i had a fight. or someone i could take out all frustrations on. you are the friend that was always there for me.

 

we grew closer... and i decided to give you my respect. i decided that it is worth it if i help you out in times of your trouble because after all you are a friend. i helped you with anyway i can. and i also liked it when you started depending on me. but things have changed ever since the time i decided to give you a helping hand. you weren't the same old dependable guy i used to know. you decided that i could take care of myself and i could take care of you.

 

when at the start you take the burden off my shoulders, you started putting it there. why? why did things change? what happened? then one day i will hear a whisper... a whisper from your own lips... you were just using me all along.

 

now the friendship is gone. i've moved on. and you? where are you? i don't know. down in the dumps where you belong. because users can never be winners. i hope you understand that. i could have helped you out of your mudhole if only you didn't try to take me down with you.

[forbidden]

I like your avatar .... is that a painting? and i like what you've written here

Hi Leslie! Yes, it's a painting that I came accross while browsing some tantric sites. I loved the style and the colors, so I kind of "borrowed" the image (with all due respect to IPR).

 

The piece above is the beginning of a story I am trying to write - I used to write short stories, but for the longest time, my mind has been silent. I need to follow through with this because my souls is wrapped up in writing - be it poetry or short stories. I know the answer is to just write, so I'm thankfull to sweetpsyche for this thread. I a way, the story reflects some of my own feelings about life and about love, so in a way, maybe it is an unsent letter.

 

Hopefully, i can continue this story... I'll need permission from sweetp to keep posting it here, though - otherwise I'll probably just post it on my blog.

 

Thanks! and Peace, Ms. Leslie!

[sweetpsyche]

Dear forbidden,

of course u r welcome to post anything here.. i mean anything as long as it is in accordance with the objectives of this thread...

with regards to ur story and other short stories we have no problems with that.. i would be glad to read ur future posts..

and im deeply touched that u like this thread and that in some ways it helps u..

take care..

 

looking forward to ur future posts,

sweetp

[Alex_Corvis]

My dearest,

 

You were someone i never thought i'd meet

You were someone i niver thought i'd know

But it turned out that you were the one that i'll love

and you've given me one of the best one of the best thing in the world

You.

 

FeFu

[Chi-Chi]

this is my 4000th post hehe. so im making it memorable

a card i recieved thru angelrays.com and it soo touching so im posting it here..

 

Love Never Ends

 

Roses were her favorites.As this story goes, and every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows. The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door. the card said "Be My Valentine", like all the years before..

 

Each year he sent her roses,a nd the note would always say, "I love you even more this year, than last year on this day. My love for you will always grow, with every passing year." She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought he ordered roses in advance before this day. Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away. He always do things early, way before the time. Then if he got too busy everything would work out fine.

 

She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase beside the portrait of his smiling face. She would sit for hours, inher husband's favorite chair, While staring at his picture and the roses sitting there.

 

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate, with loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate. Then on the very hour, as on Valentines before, The doorbell rang, and there were roses sitting by her door. She brought the roses in and then just looked at them in shock. Then went to get the phone to call the florist shop.

 

The owner answered, and she asked him if he would explain, Why would someone do this to her, causing her so much pain? "I know your husband passed away more than a year ago," the owner said, "I knew you would call and would want to know. The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance, your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance. There is a standing order, that I have on file down here, And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year. There is also another thing, that I think you should know, He wrote a special little card.. he did this years ago. She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears flowing hands shaking as she reached to get the card. Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note, this is what he wrote...

 

"Hello My Love"

I know it's been a year since I've been gone, I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome. I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real, or if it is the other way, I know how would I feel.

The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than words can say.

You were the perfect wife. You were my friend and lover, You fulfilled my every need, I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve. I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears, that is why the roses will be sent to you for many years.

When you get these roses, think of all the happiness that we had and how both of ur were blessed.

I have always loved you and I know I always will, but my wife you must go on, you have some living still. Please try to find happiness, while living out your days, I know its not easy, but I hope you find some ways.

The roses will come every year,and then they will stop, When your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock. He will come five times that day, Incase you have gone out, But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt to take the roses to the place where i have instructed him, and place the roses where we are.... together once again...

this is soo nice.........