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Dear X,

You should be here in few mins and I cant really say if I am happy about it or if I am just afraid.... afraid of feelings that just dont wanna die, afraid to spit out words that just should not be spoken anymore........

Teach me that shit! Teach me how to treat you "just" as my friend cuz I am sorry but I dunno that... I want to be happy because you're happy, but how can I be happy knowing im not the one making you smile???

First my lover now my friend, what a cruel thing to pretend.....

Damit! :(
 
Dear X,

You should be here in few mins and I cant really say if I am happy about it or if I am just afraid.... afraid of feelings that just dont wanna die, afraid to spit out words that just should not be spoken anymore........

Teach me that shit! Teach me how to treat you "just" as my friend cuz I am sorry but I dunno that... I want to be happy because you're happy, but how can I be happy knowing im not the one making you smile???

First my lover now my friend, what a cruel thing to pretend.....

Damit! :(

Be strong Kate.. .I know it is hard.. and GUESS what... You can do it.. you dont need him... YOu have a strong master and two beautiful kids... Be strong girl I know you can do it ..

:rose:
 
Dear Uncle C,

You may not have been my uncle by blood, but you were my uncle within my heart.

You were there through all my pain of losing daddy, and kept me somewhat sane through it all.

Now who is to keep me sane with my losing you to the loving arms of God?

i know ultimate peace does come with death, and you have lived on His borrowed time for 30 some years now, having had the tree crash through the car and explode one of your lungs; but i will miss you forever, not just 30 some years.

~curls up in bed to cry myself to sleep~:(
 
Dear Uncle C,

You may not have been my uncle by blood, but you were my uncle within my heart.

You were there through all my pain of losing daddy, and kept me somewhat sane through it all.

Now who is to keep me sane with my losing you to the loving arms of God?

i know ultimate peace does come with death, and you have lived on His borrowed time for 30 some years now, having had the tree crash through the car and explode one of your lungs; but i will miss you forever, not just 30 some years.

~curls up in bed to cry myself to sleep~:(
:(

Sending lots of hugs your way doveofserenity! :rose::rose::rose:



On days when you're tired
Not sure you can go on
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in an Angel hug
To let you rest till your weariness is gone.

On days when you're down
Just feeling so blue
- Your Angel Knows -
And will tenderly take you in her arms
To cherish and help cheer you.

On days when you're hurting
Really feeling that pain
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in a blanket of love
To give you courage and help keep you sane.

On those nights when you're lonely
And there's no one to be found
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll gently enfold you in her wings
To give comfort and let you know
she'll always be around.

And on the days when you're happy
Things are going just right
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll smile and say a prayer of thanks
And give you an Angel hug so tight.

Day and night no matter what
Your Angel is always close by
To help guard you and protect you
Till someday you have your own wings to fly.

http://img2.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/54d8d14689.jpg
 
dear A,

please dont do anythig stupid tonight.

*yourpuppy*

dear family,

please dont make tonight hard on him. i love him, and would appreciate if you took that into account.

*mis*
 
Dear Uncle C,

You may not have been my uncle by blood, but you were my uncle within my heart.

You were there through all my pain of losing daddy, and kept me somewhat sane through it all.

Now who is to keep me sane with my losing you to the loving arms of God?

i know ultimate peace does come with death, and you have lived on His borrowed time for 30 some years now, having had the tree crash through the car and explode one of your lungs; but i will miss you forever, not just 30 some years.

~curls up in bed to cry myself to sleep~:(


:rose:
 
:(

Sending lots of hugs your way doveofserenity! :rose::rose::rose:



On days when you're tired
Not sure you can go on
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in an Angel hug
To let you rest till your weariness is gone.

On days when you're down
Just feeling so blue
- Your Angel Knows -
And will tenderly take you in her arms
To cherish and help cheer you.

On days when you're hurting
Really feeling that pain
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in a blanket of love
To give you courage and help keep you sane.

On those nights when you're lonely
And there's no one to be found
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll gently enfold you in her wings
To give comfort and let you know
she'll always be around.

And on the days when you're happy
Things are going just right
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll smile and say a prayer of thanks
And give you an Angel hug so tight.

Day and night no matter what
Your Angel is always close by
To help guard you and protect you
Till someday you have your own wings to fly.

http://img2.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/54d8d14689.jpg

Thank you Kate, the poem took a few times to get through without the tears starting again; but it helped ease a little of the pain of his loss. Thank you.

Muse, sometimes words cannot say enough; but just a rose can show much more. Thank you.
 
Dear X,

Thank you for granting my request.

Don't think it's easy on me, I miss you.

~ Me
 
Dear X,

Do you know how assanine this is? We talk. Occasionally arousal happens. In this case, it wasn't planned in the least.

A whole week? Bogus.

But I digress.
 
Dear X,

I tried calling you tonight around 9:30 and tried IMing you as well, both to no avail. Found myself wondering whether I had again inadvertantly upset you and proceeded to apologize in said IM for my supposed wrong. Looking back, I feel like punishing myself for apologizing for something I'm not even sure I did. You've said several times that I'm a good Master, yet the nagging doubt simply won't leave me be. I've spent 24 years depending on others so that I would be able to live some semblence of a life with my disability. I wish I could break myself of these lifelong "submissive" habits and treat you as I feel you deserve... Enough ranting for now, goodnight. :kiss:

Love,

Art
 
Dear X
I know you feel like it is the best thing to show me how much you love me by smothering me.. back off a little let me breathe please... I need some air.. I love you with all my heart.. I just need some space and I need you to not be jelaous of every human I am in contact with, some are business, some are the trainers with the gym ( Im losing that weight) that makes me so unhappy... Youre welcome to come to the gym.... Just know I love you and I want to be with you dont push me out of your life by smothering me
 
Dear X,

21 years ago today I found you in the basement after school. It feels like yesterday... and forever ago. I couldn't figure out why I felt 'off' today until I looked at a calendar. Damn you for leaving us like that, for taking away my childhood and for taking away hope.... and I miss you so much still.

*sighs*
 
Dear X,

I hope you arrive safely. I didn't think I would cry when you left, but you are like a brother to me. Find your happiness. Everyone deserves to be happy including yourself. I hope returning to a place you love turns your life around. The house will be quieter without you around. It's best for both of our lives. You can rebuild yours and I can start living mine.
 
Dear X,

I'm tired of hurting. Speak your piece or get the fuck out of my life (again). I can't do this anymore. I'm not a toy for you to pick up and put down as you fucking please.

~Bunny
 
:(

Sending lots of hugs your way doveofserenity! :rose::rose::rose:



On days when you're tired
Not sure you can go on
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in an Angel hug
To let you rest till your weariness is gone.

On days when you're down
Just feeling so blue
- Your Angel Knows -
And will tenderly take you in her arms
To cherish and help cheer you.

On days when you're hurting
Really feeling that pain
- Your Angel Knows -
And will wrap you in a blanket of love
To give you courage and help keep you sane.

On those nights when you're lonely
And there's no one to be found
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll gently enfold you in her wings
To give comfort and let you know
she'll always be around.

And on the days when you're happy
Things are going just right
- Your Angel Knows -
She'll smile and say a prayer of thanks
And give you an Angel hug so tight.

Day and night no matter what
Your Angel is always close by
To help guard you and protect you
Till someday you have your own wings to fly.

http://img2.freeimagehosting.net/uploads/54d8d14689.jpg

i want to sincerely thank you for that poem.

i made a copy of it, and had one of the speakers read it at his funeral; knowing i would break down and not be able to finish it.

My aunt loved it so much, she asked the attendants to have it sealed in some sort of plastic sleeve for paperwork.

She then put it with him before the lid was lowered.

Thank you, that meant more than you will ever know to me. :rose:
 
Dad,

In a little over a month, I will be seeing you for the first time in many years. I am excited about it and happy to see you, I think. I am beyond the blame game at this stage of my life, but I just feel like so many years were wasted. You let her drive a wedge between you and I, and I am your only son. I got tired of hearing how I wasn't as good as her kids. You pushed me away, and wondered why we lost touch for so long. When I needed a dad, you chose her. Not to sound like an ass, but at least I had my step dad that I could count on.

I know you hurt too, but why the hell could you not show it. You managed to show hurt when that bitch left you for another man, leaving you to care for her two kids whilst I was a second class citizen. Of course you let her back in so many times, its insane. She walked all over you. She drove a wedge between us that lasted for many years.

In the time leading up to that I kept hearing how I am not good enough. I got it from you, from that fuckwad of a teacher, shit. I don't begrudge your move, but I really fucking HATE how you treated me for years leading up to that. I HATE that your idea of our have "close" talks were you bagging on my uncle, he used to be your best friend, and its NOT my business how he may of fucked up his life. He is part of my mom's family, and just because you started fucking his exwife and ultimately married her doesn't give you the right.

Its been at least five years since I have seen you, probably more like six or seven, and you are flying in for one damn day then flying out the next day. I had hoped it was going to be a couple of days, but oh well.

I don't understand it, I don't know why when it comes to you that I never feel good enough. I always feel like I have let you down, and somehow don't measure up, like I was never good enough. I am 35 fucking years old, but somehow with you I feel like a kid still.

Almost everything that I love are things that we would do together back when, sports, the beach, camping, photography... My favourite spot to shoot to this day is where we used to camp along the coast.

Love,
MP
 
Dear MD,

I know I gave up the the right to call you that ... The fact that I can only call you so, I guess shows where my hart still is. Writing to you here too, still feel as if I am breaking a promise. A promise I should feel freed from.

I wish I could be back where I was. But there is never a way back, the only way is forward ... wherever that may lead. And to be free to go forward I need to face reality. The reality that I chose not to be bound to you anymore and live and act accordingly.

I'm finally over crying myself to sleep every night, although I still have moment when I feel I cannot breath. But mostly I am feeling numb right now, and I still care for you and worry for you ... and wish somehow we could be friend ...

But most of all ... I wish you happiness.

I'm sorry.

With love,

rida
 
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