December 2009
7 posts
Dear You,
You got my eye. My attention. My ear. My kiss. My affection. My thoughts. My touch. Apart of my life. My care. My loyalty. My trust. My heart…
I feel stupid that you have been here the whole time, for years. Always waiting for me. Always helping me with my past relationships, always there to help me. Never once did I acknowledge that. Liking you I have, but never did I really think about...
Perhaps the most difficult choices to make are the ones that deny us what our heart wants most, because as it’s been said, without reason and without prudence, the heart wants what the heart wants, and more often than not, it will not be denied.
Dear person,
You have greatly shown me tons, good and bad, but one thing I won’t let happen is you get to me.
Person,
This household fight continues and apparently doesn’t seem like it will stop. Why not? Because you like lying? Because you think telling people what they want to hear is what’s going to get you out of it all? Fine.
Person,
I’m not sorry I left like that, you pushed...
