Dear fay,
It's been more than 2 decades, as if just happen yesterday.
I can still hear how you call my name. With the masculine caring tone ,, the way you treat me, the way you took care of me ,, your aroma, smiling face ,, the warmth of your body ,,
I won't be able to forget them, I shouldn't and I don't want to.
I misses someone treat me the way you do ,, however ,, it won't happen again (hopefully yet) ,, I wonder how is it our life going to be if we ever together? Do we really hurting our parent as we did worry about? Do we really tarnish our community? What about our faith? Well ,, all those questions ,,
Lately I'm restless ,, my soul seems keep searching ,, and few times without I even realized, tears falling. I wonder why ,,
It drew me back many years ago, early 2000,...
Love Letters
Hello, darling,
They tried to keep us apart, but true love can never be separated for long.
When I first met you, I was younger and more naive. I figured everything from Taco Bell tasted alike. They were all just variations of the same ingredients. How wrong I was. I tried you on a whim. You didn’t seem like anything special. But you were new, and I was hungry. So I ordered you, oblivious to the delight you would bring to my inexperienced mouth.
It was love at first bite. (Pardon the pun, my dear—you have no idea the effect you have on my ability to articulate.) The second your tortilla met my lips, I knew there was no turning back. You had it all! In one compact package, no less. You had the flexibility of a flour tortilla, the firm crunch of a corn tortilla, the freshness of...
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I never imagined you and I, out of all the people in this world, would go through something so devastating as we did.
Throughout the years, we created the most beautiful memories. We climbed all the way to the top together, only to slip and fall as soon as we got there. And though I may have contributed to that fall, I tried so hard to hold on to you.
My heart shattered into a million pieces. Eventually, I realized I couldn't save us.
I couldn't undo what had been done, and I let you go to find your true happiness.
All I ever wanted was my own family. Every day, I dreamed of falling in love with a woman, getting married, buying a beautiful home and one day bringing our own little bundle of joy into the world.
I guess it goes without saying that you made all of that feel...
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I love looking back at pictures and the memories I have created with my children. It inspires me to continue pushing forward. Even on the days I want to give up. Each photo shows much love from just the few short years they have been in my life. Many of our sweet moments show their very unique personalities, and each picture is a reminder of how my hands and my heart are full with love. As I look at these pictures, so many reflect how my boys will always look at me. I pray that they will see a mother who tried her hardest to always be the best she could be and I pray that I will inspire them as much as they inspire me. It is my job to be the best I can be in creating their foundation of life and its my job to give them the best example I possibly can to mimic. I want them both to always...
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To my single self,
From an early age kids are shown and taught that being in a relationship is important to your happiness, whether you watch Sex and the City or simply admire an older sibling who has all the luck with the opposite sex. As a result, I found that I desperately sought approval from others and especially my partners, hoping that this would make me happy.
Of course it seems obvious when reading this and for me to look back in hindsight but if I was able to change one thing about my past it would be to have enjoyed being single and experiencing things on my own.
It is the majority of young girls' dreams to have a perfect wedding and society is no doubt at fault for instilling this idea from an early age. But you shouldn't spend your life hoping to find your dream...
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Jack. Jill. A red brick house. A happy home. A brave heart. A Valentine's Day tale. Jack had the brave heart to buy a red brick house, water pail in hand. Jack did not fall down and break his crown when Jill went up that blustery hill, all alone. Jack laid back, for Jack was smoother than a fresh jar of Skippy. Jack was bringing sexyback with his water pail. Jill was shiny like a purring pussycat from the Serengeti: clever, curious and very pretty.
The wishing well between Jack and Jill was not painted with 50 shades of grey, and yet, their love would not be denied on that starry, starry night. Jack went down on bended knee and swore to be the only man for pretty Jill up on that windswept hill. Jill loved the house that Jack built. Jack's red brick house hosted his festive wedding to...
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An open letter to my understanding partner,
After spending 5 years together it is surreal to venture back into the world as a singleton. So many people come out of relationships with bitterness and resentment but we have always been fortunate in that we’ve understood one another and have never wanted to stifle each other.
It is surreal not having you as a direct part of my life (for now), especially after being together from such an early age. But if anything the distance makes me look back more fondly of our time together and it is a period of my life that I won’t forget or regret.
It is understandable how people become so reliant on one another and it reached a point in my life where I needed to branch out and experience things on my own. It might sound silly but I do believe...
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You,
Where do I even begin? I want to scream right now with all this pent up emotion. You broke my heart in the worst way possible, you lied to me with all your empty promises, you just are the worst person I will have ever encountered, and yet a part of me still loves you.
From the start we were destined to last forever, we had eachother and that's all we ever needed. We had the world in our hands and our lives ahead of us. We promised eachother that we were it, we would never let go. We made it through a lot, and yet we still lost it all. We invested so much time and effort into eachother, for what? Nothing.
A few years went by, still feeling like we were on top of the world. I purposed to you in the sweetest way possible, which was wasted. I wrote "will you marry me?" In the...
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Dear Gorde,
I dont like it but obviously i have no say in whether or not we get back togather because you have already made the decision that it is over and that there is too much to try and repair the mistakes we have both admitted to making, but i still love you and want to be with you and i always have and always will regardless of how you feel or say you feel. I am finding it difficult to believe you when you say that this break-up is hard for you because i think that if this break-up was really that hard for you, you would be open to try and repair the issues that we have. I am and i am not sitting here blaming you entirely because if i am going to be brutally honest about this, like i expect you to be, then i need to own my part of the demise as well and i will go a little bit...
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Reddit user IMAMenlo found a handwritten note on an empty chair at the San Francisco Airport. It didn’t have anything except “read me” written on the outside.
This is what it says:
I recently left an emotionally abusive relationship.
After months of insults I wont repeat, false accusations, lies, delusions, broken mirrors, nightly battles…. I left. I know that I was being poisoned by each day that I stayed. So with a heavy heart, I left my lover of three years, knowing that I had already put it off too long. At first he begged, then he cursed, but eventually he paced his bags and faded out of my life like a bad dream.
For the first few weeks, my body seemed to reject this. For three years I had seen the world through him-colered glasses. I didn’t know who I was without him....
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