Tag: longdistance

I am in love with you.

But something tells me there is more under the surface of your discarding of me. I need you, now more than I ever have. Why? Because I am ready to love you actively and fully. Transparently and forreal, woman. Can you hear me? Can you feel me? I feel you. Or maybe I just feel myself, hoping a piece of me can float amongst the universe and reach you somehow. And…I know this happens to people. They do not get the lover or the romance, but I am in love with you.

I never felt this way before.

A feeling of being so close and so far away from you. I am having a hard time expressing this…mainly because I wish I could express this to you. Talk to you. Tell you everything, and nothing. Nothing at all cause you do not care. Seemingly.

That is all I know for sure.

I feel it. I hope you do too.

To You.

Hey.

I feel pretentious writing this because I still do not understand why I am doing it.

Maybe this is closure?

Delete

Hey.

It is me.

I think my soul needs to do this and you certainly do not have to respond.

Delete

I miss you.

I miss your energy and the connection of us. I felt anger for you for a long time out of jealousy.

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Why was i not enough for you? What could I have done to help you to see me? Maybe these questions are obscured but I loved you…I am still Loving you and I really do not want to be.

I wish I could let my heart know that.

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There is this gaping hole-space inside of me that I have filled with complacency.

Maybe I was empty before you, and now I can feel it. I feel you spiritually and my body vibrates to the thought of you.

The sex with you meant more for me than I allowed myself to process and I am still trying to process it.

I felt small in your mind as though you used me to fill your own empty hole-space inside of you and that hurts more than if I knew you were in Love with someone else.

I know this because you were, indeed, in love with someone else.

Delete

I wish it could have been me.

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I have never met another person like you. I have never met someone who made it so easy for me to bring me out of myself.

My apology goes only to myself for pretending I did…do..did…do not Love you.

Shit.

DELETE.

I love you.

Delete

Hi.