dear jo,
i know sometimes it does seem like everyone has drifted and spinning on their own axis, but i suppose every now and again our worlds can and will be pulled together again. just because our lives are not in parallel anymore, doesn't mean we have lost each other completely. we appear in each other's thoughts once in a while when we see or hear something that reminds us of a memory and honestly, sometimes that's all that really matters. like now, i'm thinking of you and wishing you well. we need to do our meals again, maybe somewhere in the future. be good my girl, at the same time, don't hold back and just enjoy.
love, me
now i'm in a nostalgic mood, i'm thinking of the people whom i've grown close and grown apart from. taking a break i like to think, a disappearing act that will resurface after a while. i'm thinking of you.
the king. i don't know if you still venture here to peek into my life, or have you just wiped me out completely but i want you to know that you will always be dear to me. and this i do not lie. even though our relationship has never ever really been conventional, it was special. maybe too special.
the kid. we don't communicate as much as i like to, i miss our studying 'dates', our milkshakes/meals. your general good naturedness that always makes me smile, the innocence in you. i wish you a sense of direction, a serenity to match your simple wants.
the fat kid in never never land. our closeness was brief, but nonetheless impactful, to me at least. i'll always be the tink that got too heavy to fly? we may meet again when we're 32, do you still remember? you did strike a chord, but i guess i never did told ya. it was nice while it lasted, that's all i'll say. be good to yourself, but with you i'm never sure.
the smelly monkey. i know we didn't end the best way we could have, but i'll always have that bit of tenderness for you. i guess it's true that you never really forget your first, and that's who you are to me. my beautiful first. i wish you happiness, be true and the enchanting will come to you.
my beautiful girl with the curls. i guess i could never say 'i'm sorry' enough to you. i know i was cruel by not turning back ever and offering an explanation and i guess whatever i say now, will really not matter anymore. but suffice to say, i am sorry and will probably always be. things can't ever be the same again, but here i wish you health. feel strong soon, i know your trust in your faith and i hope you never lose it.
strangely feeling liberated. thinking a long walk woiuld do me good right now.
jiLL divulged at 2:21 PM 0 Comments