• A. Namoly

    by  • March 25, 2015 • 0 Comments

    As she traveled this world
    Through time and through space
    A woman named Beauty
    Fell from high grace.

    Distraught and alone
    She roamed the great Earth
    In search of sanctuary,
    A sacred safe turf.

    In her heart wrenching journey,
    She faced ravenous Beasts.
    Some that devour good hearts
    As they feast.

    In pain and in angst
    She decided one day
    To lock up her heart,
    To put it away.

    She managed to find
    An impenetrable tomb.
    And dare a beast seek it,
    Would fall to his doom.

    Growing agile and swift,
    She appealed to the masses.
    Her Beauty magnetic,
    And feats quite bombastic.

    Yet deep in her soul,
    She was one in the same.
    A warrior Beauty,
    Filled with great pain.

    With the sands of time,
    She continued to flee
    Until she crossed paths with
    A. Namoly.

    A handsome young creature,
    Dark, strong, and fair
    With the eyes of a lion
    And a passionate stare.

    It’s as if she had known him,
    From some place before.
    Or maybe she didn’t,
    Her mind would implore.

    She felt her heart churn,
    From that tomb where it lay.
    “Think not!”, said her mind,
    There’s a price you will pay.

    She wanted so much
    To let him in.
    But feared he’d become
    A Beast
    Just like them.

    One sorrowful night,
    When she felt a slight threat,
    She shot dear A. Namoly down
    With regret.

    She left him for dead,
    Without making a sound.
    And returned to her place,
    Where no beasts could be found.

    Her heart bled in pain.
    What had she done?
    She’d become the same beast
    She most hated and shunned.

    She couldn’t go on like this,
    She needed to change.
    Or continue forever
    Alone and estranged.

    With great strength
    And in fear
    She unlocked her trapped heart,
    And shared with A. Namoly
    The most intimate part.

    A surge of relief
    Poured through her soul that day.
    And deep in her heart
    She wanted him to stay.

    What the future will bring,
    She knows is unsure.
    But if nothing else,
    She knows there’s a cure.

    I love you A. Namoly.


    by  • March 25, 2015 • 0 Comments

    As I sit thinking, i finally realized – you used me. You created arguments in order to end the relationship instead of being upfront and honest. I am just so heartbroken and I know you don’t care. I should have listened to my friends. I am such an idiot.

    best friend S

    by  • March 25, 2015 • 1 Comment

    Maybe you will stumble upon this ? Maybe you won’t either way I have to get this off my chest judt lately i feel as I’f we are drifting apart like you have given up with our friendship or maybe you have found a new toy to entertain you whilst you are bored, what I mean is I know I can see you blatenly come online on WhatsApp and sit online obviously replying to somone else and then when you have replied to them and finished your convo, you reply to what I have put.. even if you have text me first.

    I always seem to get you attention last and it’s starting to really hurt me because it never used to be like that we used to click and have such a connection I always put you first and u used to me too now it seems I’m just there convenient when you feel like it .. yeah we are still best friends and we talk daily but it isn’t the same I feel pushed out and it isn’t just the texting …dont you think I’ve noticed how close you have become to Z in the last few months your always out together and going out drinking and even away to a certain place for the weekend beginning with a B now you’ve decided to go to L with her on your birthday you know what hurts the most I haven’t seen you in monhs and we came up to visit you in Jan yet you could have come visit us with the money you spent on your weekend away with her and the other girls you say you miss me and us but you haven’t exactly put in the effort to come visit.

    it seems you have forgotten me and are only reminded when I remind you … to be honest I feel fucking shit you’ve made me cry so many times over the most perf things you’ve done …yea I agree I’m a little insecure but still you are practically actin like she is your best friend these days and you think it doesn’t hurt ..well let me tell you it does more than you will ever imagine we’ve been best friends for a few years and I’ve knowN you for so many years I’ve become used to you and me and our little chats and laughs and our fucking connection I feel like I’m losing you to her and it’s breaking my heart I can’t do anything about it but sit by and watch I guess maybe I should go and find someone else who I can be friends with who I can have fun with but you are always my first choice.

    yes we dont live by each other anymore but I can’t stand to go on Facebook and see what you and Z are up to this week with you fucking status tags and the way she is with you like she’s your best frigging friend noooo that’s meant to be me, that is why I deleted my Facebook because I saw how you changed you profile pic to you and her like I don’t notice everything that goes on because I do..I’m judt fucking hurt ok I can see how this is turning out soon enough I’m going to be pushed aside and forgotten about C whos just a distant memory ?

    I would love to sit here and say no we have a strong enough connection for that to every happen and you have said to me before oh I could never replace you, well you know what you are doing a fucking fine job of that at the minute you di a great job of making me feel like shit when all I’ve done is be there for you night and day any time I always chose you I always will maybe that’s the problem maybe I’m always to available to you when you need some one to talk to or tell about your relationship problems and people will probably say I should be privileged that you come to me with them but I dont just want to be a problem solver or advisor I want all of what you have to offer theses days I want to have my best friend back that I used to have …I feel lost without you S I really fucking miss you and I can’t bare the thought of losing you I just feel like I already am you don’t even realise that half the time maybe all the time my sadness is about you somehow it’s you ita always you , you either ignore me or talk to me once uve chatted to you friends at work or I’m seeing a status about you and z or your telling me about where you going g with her or what you’ve done I fucking hate it and it really makes me helpless to think im losing you to her , you work together you go cinema you go for drinks on weekends and to the football you stay over and go away certain weekends on drinking weekends away and now you go running twice a week together…im sure you would feel the same …so here’s my rant I fucking love you and I’m scared of losing you. My insecurities are obviously clear but they aren’t all insecurities I can see what’s happened she’s become the new me and I’ve been replaced. It’s such a shame because we had some awesome years as friends and I can’t take watching this anymore it hurts to much so I guess this a way of saying I’m going to carry on slipping into the background until I can slip away Un noticed because I can’t stop this bitch taking you away from me …you know how stupid I feel writing this when I’m 26 years old when it sounds like a 13 year old has written it …but this is my feelings and everything uve said here is true you hurt me more than anyone in this world I just wish you’d wake up and see i love you more than any friends you have in your life or will ever have I love you more than you could ever imagine and although they say fight for what you love…There is no point fighting when you are outweighed and I guess the under dog she has the car the boyfriend with all the money the fake tit’s long hair the girly clothes and the money to buy what she wants she works with you so sees you every day I now see you once every few months there’s just no winning so I’m giving up its hurting me to much . I’m sorry

    I love you but I can’t take it anymore.

    Always be here for you if you ever remember
    who I am and what we were..
    your best friend C xxxx


    by  • March 25, 2015 • 2 Comments

    We’re just barely getting started on what I know is going to take a long time to sort through and work out. We have so much history, and yet we’re just getting to know each other. You know as well as I do that you’re the reason why I am here. A part of me is sorry for taking such a long time to get here, but I think we both know deep down that this is the way it had to happen. I know you still slightly resent me. I’m not going to begin pointing out your flaws, from then or now, but we both had some things to work on. We still do, before this can happen. I know I’ve hurt you before, but as I’ve said recently, all I want to do is make you happy from now on. I know that leaves a pit in your stomach. Fear burning through your intestines. I know I can’t convince you that this time is different from any of the others, so I’ll just have to bide my time as you figure it out. I mean it though. I wouldn’t have given away everything I owned to move up here if I didn’t. It was purely for the opportunity to kiss every insecurity away. I don’t feel like we’re only sleeping together. I think it was sweet of you to check in and make sure that I didn’t feel that way. However, I feel a majority of our understanding comes from non verbal sources. If you’re feeling or thinking it, I already know. I guess that’s why I have such high hopes for us. I just don’t see how this could end badly. I see a lot of uphill battles, but I see it all working out in the long run. Put me through every test. There’s nothing I want more in the world than to be something that makes you smile endlessly. I never want to forget the way your skin feels or smells. The sweet expressions you wear on your face. I hate cuddling while I sleep, but I can’t help but be impressed at how you sacrifice the circulation in your arm just to be that close to me all night. I love the enthusiasm in your voice. The half smile you get when you know you’re being snarky. I absolutely adore you. My heart just melts when you wrap your arms around me. The small moments that your guard comes down just a little bit, are the moments that I live for. I’m here for you. I’ll be as patient as I need to be. As patient as you need me to be. I love you fully and endlessly.

    Victor V.

    by  • March 25, 2015 • 0 Comments

    The past two days I’ve somehow managed to fight the ever present urge to call/text/e-mail you. You have been doing this to me so seamlessly…no contact. I don’t believe in the No Contact rule of breakups. I need closure to move forward, but I have a sinking feeling there won’t be any. I have said time and again that I inherently believe we are supposed to be together. With all my being, I believe we cut the story of US off waaaay too early. It’s true we can be fire and water. It’s also true we can be peas and carrots. We are an oxymoron, but that is part of the fascination we have for each other. Victor, you ARE my other half. You ARE what a soulmate must be. I know I’m not being delusional. You MUST feel it. PLEASE DON’T GIVE UP ON US. I need you.