Names have been replaced with "anonymous."
"Good morning.
It's Sunday the 18th and I was just sitting around drinking coffee. Almost made it to early church this morning but chickened out AGAIN. I'll call anonymous this week to see if I can hook up with them next Sunday and work back into it slowly I suppose. The house is empty without you in it good or bad, and I wanted you to know that in spite of my attempts at moving on, I know I'll never really be able to. I wonder if anyone really does? Maybe if there is a genuine hatred or outright animosity that would make it easier-such is not the case with us. I miss you every day no matter what I do. Some days are much better than others. They say that time heals all and 'just give it time.' I think all that time does is allow you to build scar tissue so you become more numb. I don't want to be numb. I want tinker bell to wave her magic wand and shower us with everything that would make all the fragments of our lives fall together like one of the puzzles anonymous puts together. Maybe they will, but jigsaws take a long time to finish. I'm not looking for sympathy. I just wanted you to know that I meant what I said when I told you that you have a piece of my heart that no one else will ever hold like you do. It's a big piece. Why we couldn't just fall together is a mystery to me- but I know it's me and not you. I think about you often, and have many regrets. I feel that there will never be a real closure, and maybe that's a good thing because I don't think that closure is what I'm looking for at this point.
Just needed to say this- adios."
I feel like I read this out of a book. This was an email written by someone very close to me; it makes me wish that I was their tinker bell.
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