• Diving

    by  • June 25, 2017 • 0 Comments

    I still want to go scuba diving. Your more than welcome to join me iffin you untoo! ????

    Your Friend,
    Baubo

    That’s not me hanging on to the past. It’s an invite to move forward with a clean slate for us. No expectations, just fun!

    What do you say Gorgeous? Wanna go scuba? You know my digits.

    I just wanted you to love me back ..

    by  • June 25, 2017 • 0 Comments

    I had convinced myself that after that one big heart break, I was never going to feel that kind of love again. I purposely kept clear of relationships so I would never have to feel that amount of pain again either. I was doing so well, that was until you came along. I don’t know what it was about you, but you made me feel like a teenage girl all over again. Every time my phone buzzed and your name lit up the screen, i’d jump. When you called, i’d have to calm myself down before answering just so you wouldn’t hear my heart beating out of my chest through the phone.

    Month 3: We finally met. Face to face. This time I didn’t have a barrier to stop you from hearing my heart racing or to keep you from seeing how nervous you made me. You were right there. I would have given anything for this one day to last just a little bit longer. I didn’t want you to leave. Had I not had a stomach full of butterflies I probably would have grabbed you hand and asked you to stay.

    Month 7: Things were deep now. I was meeting your family and friends and vice versa. You had become a highlight. And I was telling everyone about you. Things were so good. And that one night, sitting across the table from you, I caught your eye and it hit me – I had fallen in love with you. Completely and unintentionally. Somewhere along the line I had let my guard down, and fallen in love with you.

    Month 10: Silence. Nothing. I would text you. No reply. Tried calling you. Voicemail. And just like that, you were gone. A ghost. And I was laying in bed all night, wide awake trying to figure out what it was I had done or said to make you just – disappear. I had become so exhausted that I eventually did fall asleep. Only at the time, I sometimes wish I hadn’t woken. Woken to see you had just posted photo’s of your weekend away with her. Confusion doesn’t even begin to describe. Had I just imagined that past 10 months?

    Month 11: Every time my phone buzzed and the screen lit up i’d hoped it was you. It never was. I picked up my phone, typed you a message then put my phone down again – I never had the courage to send it. I didn’t want to think about you sitting on the other end reading it and the hitting delete. I wasn’t angry at you. I was angry at myself. I knew what love could do. I knew that letting my guard down was a huge risk. You were a risk I was willing to take. My heart on the other hand – probably shouldn’t have risked that. I feel like I had just mended that last tiny crack in it … Only to have it shattered again. Back at square one.

    Month 14: “I’m sorry, I was scared.” 5 words. That’s it. That’s all it took for me to forgive you. You spent the next few days explaining to me why. You too had started to fall in love. You got scared. I believed every word. And we started over, right where we left off. Both of us knowing now how we felt about each other. Agreeing that we’d take it slow, take our time.

    Month 18: Silence. Yet again. This time there was no pictures. No texts. No calls. Silence. This time I sent you a text. I waited the next 2 months for a reply. It never came.

    Today (Month 22): I don’t know why and I probably never will. Even know i’m finding it hard to put the words together. I’m sorry Sunshine. I wanted to be enough, I did. More than anything. I wanted to be the one you were proud of. The one you wanted to light up your phone. The one that made you feel like a teenage boy. The one that would some day take your name.

    But more than anything – I just want wanted you to love me back.

    You stupid man, I still love you

    by  • June 25, 2017 • 0 Comments

    I was always yours.

    Now it’s over. You can’t own me! And you can’t slap a label on everything and then expect it to go your way!

    You fucking shit I loved you, now I’m just the walking dead. It’s over. Burned!

    You stupid stupid arsehole! I’m finding
    someone with lots of money and just being everything you wanted me to be for them. What’s the point. I don’t care anymore anyway.

    You killed it what’s left of this heart and God I love you. Sincerely but detonated from the inside.

    🙁

    PS. I liked it when you called me buttercup, I was just scared is all.

    Taughannock Falls

    by  • June 25, 2017 • 0 Comments

    I was there with my mom looking at a plant. I looked up and there you were with your labradoodle black. It was like straight out of a movie. I was so attracted to you. You smiled at me and your smile was so bright and friendly. Did I mention you were tall? So beautifully tall. Then you smiled at both of us. I felt so happy and comfortable in your presence. Then I turned with my mom and we both smiled at each other as you tended to your dog and looking towards us. I wanted to say something else. I had already said hi. I never believed in love at first sight until that Saturday. I’ve gone back there with friends but haven’t seen you. Wish I could see you again. I don’t even know your name.

    Ashley

    It’ll be six years this July,

    by  • June 21, 2017 • 0 Comments

    Mom.

    It’s mostly OK now, but once in a while I notice the desolation. If I had known how utterly bereft life would be, all alone in my head without your understanding and love… I guess it will make things easier when the time comes.

    All the stuff that I need to ask, all the stuff I need to tell. Your granddaughters are wonderful and you would have had such fun with us all at the beach. Dad is really getting to be a burden. Not just with the farm ground and the fat man. He’s not taking his pain meds right and I’m hauling him in to the Dr’s shortly. I can’t manage his life and MrF’s life and my job. Everyone picks away at me and nobody restores anything they took. I saw the Doc and she ordered a cancer gene test. Insurance sent me to a genetic counselor. It’s potentially scarier than I thought. You should have told me about grandma and her mom. I’m spending my life waiting for some shoe or other to drop and nobody can provide any relief. I know they love me, but no I haven’t felt loved since you left. I miss you so badly.

    Love,
    Na