I can’t thank you enough

I knew this moment would come, but I didn’t expect it be so soon. I wasn’t really prepared for this, but I know that now would be the perfect time to start this.

The past three years of my life were so awful-I felt so trapped. I remember being too tired to wake up everyday, because I cried every night before I slept. I was scared to be stuck in that phase of my life, and I didn’t know how to start fixing everything.

Of course, I managed to get by, but that genuine happiness was not there anymore. I tried to get myself together by ‘fixing’ each aspect of my life, one after another. I could say that I was able to ‘fix’ some, but they never returned to their old state, and there was one particular aspect that I didn’t know how to start working on.

One day, you came along. You were just this random colleague, and I never thought that I’d actually come to this point when I’d consider you important to me.

This is my way of saying ‘thanks’. You helped fix a part of me. I hope this won’t be our last meeting.

My escape

I’m just going to pretend like I don’t know. I do t think I’ll respond again if you text me now. I’ll hide behind my excuses… it’s not like I’m not busy.
I’m just going to let this whole thing fade away…
It’s been too many years of being made feel not good enough. I see now who’s good enough to earn a tag.. I never have and I will never forgive you for that. You seek me out and treat me like your dirty secret.
Just please leave me alone

Child Grown

In his eyes reflected decades of absentee love. Love never to be realized, caress of touch never to be felt, love’s glint chasing across eyes met, never to be seen, the possibility that lives intersected was purposeful and meant would be discarded. The field of sunlit flowers dies away in time, it leaves fleeting glimpses and times fog on memories. The child is grown, the dream is gone. Sadly only husks of the child’s heart remain, cold winds overwhelm the warm breezes of a hopeful man’s youth. Playful words tinged with the adoration of his youthful desire are erased, slapped from his lips by realitys cruel hand.If ever doubted, please know all is written in complete honesty and true remorse of a past life denied. That childman will be missed until he too vanishes into time’s relentless fog. I hope these innocents, tarnished by time, will rediscover this soft field and get it right in the next life.

Above and beyond

V,

Do you remember the first time we met? A somewhat odd way to meet someone, don’t you think? Looking back, I think it may have been engineered like that, to keep me around when I probably already had one foot out the door. If that was the plan, it should’ve worked, and I wish it had.

Even at that young age, you were so beautiful. For reasons I’ll get to later, I tried really hard to keep things professional between us. But more and more, I found myself waking up looking forward to getting to see you. I relished the time we spent together; even if it was some mundane bs like showing you our filing system, I’d try to find something, maybe a phrase in your native language, just to make you smile.

Well, we know that didn’t last for very long. You have to understand, I came from some small, insignificant nothing town, and where we were, its not what I left all that behind for. I wanted it all, the bright lights and the fortune and the stature. Besides that, like I said before, I wasn’t really happy there before you came. They offered me everything to stay, like a crazy package. But still I left not long after. And where I went offered me nothing that I expected, and made me even more miserable than I had been before. If I could go back five years or so, I’d tell myself to stay. Not for the money, or the car, or the promotion. But for you.

Now, when I met you, there were 3 reasons why I was a little tepid about you. And I want to briefly explain. 1) You had a boyfriend, of which you quickly made everyone aware. 2) I was nervous about us being co-workers, like I was inadvertently subjecting you to some workplace harassment you were compelled to go along with. A couple years later, a term came out for that: ‘abuse of power’, so maybe there was some sense to my behavior after all. 3) You were young; I think you had just turned 19 when we met. Where I was in my life then, finished school and starting a career, the next step, in my mind was to start a family. At least then I thought I was ready. But I didn’t think you would be at the same place at that age. I mean, when I was 19 I was in a bar from happy hour to close most days, so, although it had absolutely nothing to do with you or our interactions, my perception was that there would be a disparity of maturity between us. And turns out, I was right, but not how I thought.

Some time passed after I left, but then we started talking again. I wanted to know what happened to that pretty young girl I used to work with. Wow, you were above and beyond my wildest imaginations. No longer a girl, you had developed into a gorgeous young woman. You were single, I think, and working hard towards what would become a very promising career. And I’m so proud of you for that. I was already so into you at that point. But we talked some more and I got to know you a little better, and it just made me want you even more. You were cultured and sophisticated in a way I never had realized before. You were honest and open about liking me, no games, just truth. You pushed me to be better. You were genuinely appreciative of the nice things I did for you, you wished me happy birthdays, and offered me condolences when my mother died. That really meant a lot to me. Maybe above all else, your maturity really blew me away. Like I said before, there was a maturity disparity; you are far more mature than I am. And you probably were when we met too, I just didn’t understand that yet. You are amazing in so many ways. We had some awkward chats, but that was my fault. Please know there is absolutely nothing about you that turns me off, I was just trying to get to know you better and did not express myself very well.

The last few times we’ve talked it always comes back to one question from you. And it kills me a little inside when I have to give you an answer that I know neither of us wish was the truth. You waited as long as you could and I accept that. It wasn’t fair for me to expect more from you under present circumstances. And you look genuinely happy now. But I want you to know that someday, hopefully soon, things ARE going to be different for me. There’s nothing left for me but to move forward with my life. And if I am so lucky to get another chance with you, I won’t throw away my shot this time, because, baby, I’m not tepid anymore. You’ve got me red hot.

E

FYP

Lets make one thing real clear right away. It doesn’t matter what you say if literally all of your actions are in the polar opposite direction because then your words are meaningless. All these years wondering why you kept me at such a distance, never gave me anything more than the bare scraps of your attention and affection, believing all your excuses and at least trying to forgive all the times you hurt me even while you refuse to this day to acknowledge that you ever did anything wrong. You know, they used to laugh at me, like right to my face. A lot of them. It made me feel so foolish, but at least now I understand why. They were right. I sacrificed and was humiliated and broken down time after time after time, and you acted like you were doing me a favor. And you told me you chose me even though, lets be honest for once, you didn’t. You could’ve, but you didn’t. You would say anything to always get what you want and never have to confront yourself about your own behavior, wouldn’t you? But I worked really hard on myself, my anger, my expectations of you. Maybe it really was all my fault. Maybe I was too weird or too angry or too broken, or whatever else you’d have me believe, and you were just perfect. And then here we are, going on 9 years later, and you haven’t changed a damn bit, have you? No, its cool, you rock a Jesus piece, so your actions don’t actually matter. I can see it all so clearly now: you’d let it go on forever, just like this. And all the time I spend blaming myself for why things happened the way they did, you’re spending pining away over your ex that you’re clearly still obsessed with and that you picked over me the first time! I used to hate her so much, but you know what, she didn’t do anything wrong. It was you, it was you the whole damn time. Holding onto me like some last gasp failsafe plan, just in case nothing else worked for you. And gee, what a surprise, you’re alone, just like me. Could it be you’re so in love with yourself that you have absolutely no clue how to love someone else? Not like an animal, that you can just leave some food out for and they will still be grateful to see you whenever you come back. Like an actual human being with their own complex set of desires and needs. It doesn’t matter now. I’m no one’s plan B. I deserve so much more than you were ever willing or probably even capable of giving. So, go, go try to be with her again and her fancy cars, if she’ll even take you back. Good luck with that. I’m finally done with all of this, like I should’ve been years ago. Have a great life.

Goodbye.

Sr

I was really surprised (and happy) to see you standing there. I was waiting for you to say what you had to endorse, then leave.

I’ve come to accept that you’re not interested in me, and everything was just in my head.

I was really touched that you patiently waited for me, and stayed with me for more than half of my shift. It’s fun to have you around.

Dearest, Darling

I knew I wanted to marry you within days of that first conversation. Nothing that has happened since has changed my mind. It’s early days yet, we’re only just coming up on six months, but I want to live a life with you and grow old together. You’re the best person I’ve ever known, you make me laugh and hold me when I cry, and someday I’m going to be brave enough to tell you that I think we were made for each other. I love you so much!