dearest friend...
i am hoping you find your way onto this site again. it has been a long time since i last wrote anything here. today was a very odd day. we have had more than our share of frustrations. but i know that it all stems from being so far apart.
still.....
i do not know what to do.
i do not know how to make things right.
i am not sleeping with anyone. and there is no indication that it will happen. i wish you could believe that. i believe you when you tell me you are not sleeping with her. why can't you trust me?
as to the $1.99 african violets -- i was not putting the flowers down. yes, they are lovely. and i was not defending him. i just got irritated by the way you said it... putting them down compared to your $100-plus bouquets. it's not the amount spent on the flowers that matters - it is the love that they are given with, that matters.
do you even know what my favorite flower is? i bet you don't.
i love all of the flowers that you gave me - every time. yes, i did feel special and loved and spoiled.... but i would have loved you just the same if you had pulled up some sunflower growing on the side of the road and handed it to me with a kiss......
i am such a hopeless romantic.
and i love you still. so much that it hurts.
i miss you. why do you have to live so far away?
always,
m.c.
still.....
i do not know what to do.
i do not know how to make things right.
i am not sleeping with anyone. and there is no indication that it will happen. i wish you could believe that. i believe you when you tell me you are not sleeping with her. why can't you trust me?
as to the $1.99 african violets -- i was not putting the flowers down. yes, they are lovely. and i was not defending him. i just got irritated by the way you said it... putting them down compared to your $100-plus bouquets. it's not the amount spent on the flowers that matters - it is the love that they are given with, that matters.
do you even know what my favorite flower is? i bet you don't.
i love all of the flowers that you gave me - every time. yes, i did feel special and loved and spoiled.... but i would have loved you just the same if you had pulled up some sunflower growing on the side of the road and handed it to me with a kiss......
i am such a hopeless romantic.
and i love you still. so much that it hurts.
i miss you. why do you have to live so far away?
always,
m.c.

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