• Archive for April 4th, 2011

    Raquel.

    by  • April 4, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Heartbreak, Lost Love • 0 Comments

    Darling, We’re reaching almost five years of being apart. Words will never be able to express how I truly felt, feel, and will always feel about you. You were the light to my darkness. The gravity to my soul. The flame to my fire. And, every other romantically cliche line you can think of. I

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    I always knew

    by  • April 4, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Divorce, Heartbreak • 0 Comments

    I always knew that you did not love me. When I miscarried, you dumped me and canceled the wedding. You only wanted to marry me when I found someone else. You had humiliated me before, but I thought that you truly loved me. I put up with your elderly father living with us, the lack

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    Trust.

    by  • April 4, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Abuse, Grief, Trust • 1 Comment

    When I was seventeen I met a guy at a party. That night I happened to be very intoxicated and after being handcuffed to this guy for quite some time we ended up “hooking up”, it seems that it’s hard to avoid people when physically bound to them. I woke up in the morning wrapped

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    What if…

    by  • April 4, 2011 • Lost Love, Miss You • 0 Comments

    Dear V, It’s been two years, and I still think “What if?” What if I’d been sober? What if I hadn’t broken us? What if, instead of being prideful and telling you to get the fuck out, I tried to convince you to stay? Why didn’t I try to make you stay? I gave up

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    Dear Mum

    by  • April 4, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Confession, Parents • 1 Comment

    Remember that time in the car where you said, “I wouldn’t care if you were a lesbian because I’d know that you’d still be the same person.” You have it in your mind? Not only the moment but the entire frame of mind you were in? Everything you were feeling? Good because even if it

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    I Promised

    by  • April 4, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Friends, Yearning • 0 Comments

    I know I promised, when I first came out, that I didn’t find you attractive. I laughed at your joking insults, leered at you suggestively and then promised that I didn’t and would never find you attractive- that you were my friend and that I knew where to draw the line. I’m sending this now

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