Showing posts with label love letters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love letters. Show all posts

Thursday, November 3, 2011

So Then I Said -



So I said, listen motherfucker, either come in or stay out, don't linger in the fucking doorways no more.



You said that?

Yeah.

To his face?

Yeah.  Well no, I said it in a letter, what's the diff?


Nothin I guess.  More...I don't know, somethin in person tho I guess.

Yeah, well he never gives me the time to give it to him in person! You know he's like, I'm busy or whatever.  Or he's with his wife out dancin or whatever they do.

His wife?! Oh you didn't say he was mare-ried!

I didn't?

No!

Oh.  Slipped my mind I guess.  Huh.  I wonder if he lingers in the doorway with her, too.

What does that mean, even?

I don't know! But....it kinda makes sense if you think about it.  Know what I mean?

Yeah.
So then whadja say?

Oh, a bunch a stuff about how I loved him and all, and how I'd like ta punch him in the face if I ever did see him again.

He's not comin around any time soon, I guarantee that!

Oh you never know honey, sometimes they fall for that.  Men don't unnerstand us at all, do they?

No, I don't think so.  We're so....com-plex!

Yeah.  (giggle)  And what they don't know -

(together) Can come back and bite em in the ass!  (cackle)

But I really do love him.  Oh, I do!

You think he'll write back, honey?

I don't know.  I just can't stand seein him leanin in that fucking doorway no more.  Either come in and close the door or go the other way and don't darken my doorstep again.

Yeah.

yeah.

Yeah.







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Monday, October 17, 2011

Letter #2

             

Dear Friend-

I've been standing outside your house again.
I think I saw the curtains move this time, but it might have been my imagination.
Sometimes it looks like you're really in there!!

I wish you'd come out.


I'm still not sure what you really meant
when you said that stuff, like "go away"
and "i don't want to see you anymore"

It's like, what does that even mean?                                

You didn't used to talk like that, so
what's changed?  I just don't understand.

One day we were as happy as clams, the next
you pretended as if you didn't know who I was.



Didn't we have fun? Remember all of those
meaningful talks we had?

Like that time in the bathroom of the coffee shop?


So now I just have to be satisfied with a view
of your curtains, moving or not, and imagining you
in there, or not.  It's not enough!!


I know you called the police that one day, I was
watching from behind that pink flowering bush.
Did you see me out here?  Is that why you called?
     Are you scared?                                                                                                                


I just wish you'd come out, just once!!
 I saw you when you were talking to the cops,
 but it was too far away.  To see you up close!!
 I might not even recognize you.

I'm slipping this note under the door, I hope you will find it and change your mind, so we can become friends again.

I'll be waiting.








Your FRIEND forever!!!!!!!!!!!











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