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with me you don't ever have to worry about being loved
For every person who thinks you're "too quiet" there's one who thinks you're an amazing listener. For every person who thinks you're "too clingy" there's one who loves how much and how openly you care about others. For every person who thinks you're "too weird" there's one who admires how you dare to stand out from the crowd. For every person who thinks you're "too sensitive" there's one who respects you for being so in touch with your feelings. For every person who thinks you're "too confident" there's one who thinks your self respect is an inspiration. What's a negative trait in one person's eyes might be exactly what someone else is looking for. It's not black or white.
no one tells you how much of life takes practice. not just writing, painting, running, singing, etc, but practicing how to make friends. how to make the right ones. getting practiced at how to be a good friend, a good sibling, a good person. practice identifying when people havenāt earned that. learning to recognize your right to rage and, eventually, how to offer mercy. so much of life is muscle memory, and iāve begun to realize there are so many more parts of ourselves to flex and stretch and strengthen than those weāre taught in anatomy lessons
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hi. i think this might be the last letter.. i know, i canāt even commit to writing daily.. i tried but everyday i keep finding myself running out of words to say. i mightāve actually reached the end. from last nightās realization i think itās actually best not to think about you anymore, i thought writing you letters would help me be free but itās actually just keeping me trapped from what i feel and i donāt want to feel it anymore. i wish you all the happiness in life. i wish you all the best. i wish you all the love. thank you for all the happiness and for making me feel alive. for making me look forward to the future. i am now moving forward. i want to apologize for everything as well, for making you feel like youād have to want me back even if i knew from the start you donāt. i will forever miss you. thank you for giving me peace. meeting you was one of the best things that ever happened to me and i thank the universe for that. you are worth it and you are loved, always. thank you, casey. till we meet again.
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hi. i heard you talked to my bestfriend. i actually donāt know what to feel whenever this happens, actually i just donāt want to admit how i feel. itās probably because i do not have the right to feel this way. i keep forgetting i only met you because of her, donāt know if thatās a good or a bad thing though. i mean iām lucky and glad that i met you, donāt get me wrong but i sometimes think what if i never met you? would life be different? would i be happier? would i be enough? weāll never know now.. but i have to admit i wish i didnāt. i wouldnāt have to bother you or annoy you all the time with my stupid feelings. lol i am sorry, i am really trying not to. i think i am doing quite well or at least i think so. although i am slowly learning to accept that if i donāt try nothing is ever going to happen, and even if i did try still nothing happens. itās a dead end for me.
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hi, i got a haircut today probably the best one iāve had in awhile since i cannot see my linh anymore, i miss san jose tbh. it was the best escape iāve had, i was genuinely happy and free. can i vent out a little? something iāve not done with you in awhile... do you ever feel like youāre not welcome in the place you live? like itās supposed to be your space but people make you feel like itās not. youāre supposed to be comfortable but no... i get jokes, if weāre joking yes i would joke with you no problem but man, to be disrespected in my own space? i donāt tolerate that, thatās not funny to me. okay, sorry enough about me. hope youāre doing well. i kind of wished you actually get to read this, but the last time i sent you one you didnāt respond and tbh that hurts. for someone who hates being ignored it might be over dramatic but it broke my heart a little. sorry this letter had been so emotional so far, iāll stop it now. take care of yourself, wherever you are.
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hello.
i woke up to a very good news today! finally my poetry book that was inspired by you is about to get published. the publishing consultant finally reached out to me, hopefully itās going to be out soon! i canāt wait. thank you so much for this, if not for you this wouldnāt be possible. i hope youāll like it. i canāt wait for you to read it.
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Hi. I am so tired and I donāt know what else to say. Iāll try to write longer tomorrow. I am not feeling very well.
I miss you.
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hi, iām tired of saying i donāt have anything to say. i actually have so many things i wanted to tell you but i donāt have the words to say it. i donāt even have the guts to even actually start a conversation. i feel so empty and lost. itās just crazy that at the end of the day i still think about you even if for a fact you donāt even remember me for a second. i wish i could forget i wish you could teach me how to. after all, thatās where youāre good at, right?
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itās just the second day and i am already running out of words to say... it is becoming very clear that the end is near.
how many endings would make me stop? how many times do i say i am giving up before i can actually give up?Ā
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so today, i decided to write you a letter everyday since i really donāt know how to talk to you anymore or to start a conversation again after more than a month. iām sorry if i still think about you. believe me iāve been trying hard not to. i know itās different this time, it feels different. i am constantly feeling like this is the end.Ā
and i hate endings, i really do. i really thought this nothing i had with you would be the one that wonāt have to end you know. i guess youāre right. iām sorry i got so much hope in my heart, itās crazy to think but i really do not know how to give up something/someone i never had. i wish i know how, please let me know how.
i guess, all i was trying to say is that i miss you and i hope you are well.
okay, so i am running out of things to distract myself from ever missing you.
iāve had handful of letters written under your name and yet i know that you wonāt ever get to read them.. i feel like i am always stuck on this endless loop of wanting to talk to you but idk what to say and i donāt want to bother you.
just so you know, we may not talk but youāre always on my mind. i just wish you are doing well.. and staying happy. i guess. iāll talk to you soon, iām still here.
hey, i know itās been awhile..Ā
itās been 5 years since i created this blog to somehow express how i feel for you, although i will never find the perfect or right words to say to fully describe the exact feeling.
iām sorry that i stopped writing to you... when i realized you and i would never happen, i kind of lost hope.
idk what is the universe up to lately but i really am happy that it brought you back to my life. it has been an amazing dream to be able to talk to you and finally feel like there might be a chance...Ā
Ā i know itās still a long shot but you know what as what they said in Hamilton, iām not throwing away my shot! :)
i am looking forward to the future, i know itās not going to be easy but iām pretty sure it will all be worth it, you are worth waiting for.
i like you, present tense. i am not going anywhere.
And somehow I wish you knew this side of me, that I wasnāt just someone you see.
And things that you heard or know about me.
I wasnāt as mediocre or shallow, Iām not who you think I am but to reveal myself would ruin me, for what you thought was nothing close to I.
So for once, please just take some time to really figure me out.Ā
Know me like itās the first time weāve met, ask me what my passions are and what I do best, make me feel Iām worthy of your time.
For once, please just be someone whoād show interest and really mean it, I know Iām not much but maybe, if you take much effort and time..
Then maybe youād see things in my perspective, maybe youād want to know more and see more.. with me.
To cut this short, please just have coffee with me?
Sometimes itās easier to fantasize over things, over you, over us.
Sometimes i just look at my phone, seeing messages from you that I never really received.
Saying how much I mean to you and how the little things I do lights up your face.
I sometimes see you beside me in the morning, sleeping quietly, calm, dreaming like a child.
Dreaming like me, together weād cuddle and soon weād wake and face the day but not forgetting about having breakfast together.
Drinking coffee and thatās how we start our day... with a coffee date.
Iāll drop you off to work and sayĀ āHi.ā to some of your students, youāll kiss me goodbye but you wonāt say goodbye because you know itās always going to beĀ āSee you later!ā
But these are just dreams, imaginations, illusions and sometimes hallucinations.
But Lord knows how I wanted everything to be real, for anĀ āusā to be real, for a chance to make it real.
Someday, weāll meet again, right time, right place... right, love?
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nothing but thoughts and the endless coldnessĀ to keep me company.
got a pen and a paper, hoping writing to you would rescue me,
from the loneliness I feel, holding onto your lingering memories.
I feel so homeless, helpless yet I know youāre not my home and you wonāt save me,
but I guess thereās magic cause having you in my thoughts is somehow calming, soothing and itās comforting me.
we seldomly talk and you barely know who I am.
Iām in loveĀ with you and itās creepy and kind of ridiculous to know but I really am.
I canāt wait for the day till I see you again, but for now Iām thankful for what we have and Iām happy to be your friend.
i have been trying to find a way to completely express how i feel for this girl. it's been more than a year since i fell for her and since then, i didn't know how to stop. i've had handfuls of poems and letters written under her name and yet nothing could exactly describe what she really means to me. i've written a story of how we met and how i actually fell for her, it may sound ridiculous to fall in love with someone you only met once. but it's real to me. it's what i really feel and what i'm still feeling for her right now. so i decided to make something for her. i don't care if she'll appreciate this but knowing her, i know she would. donāt get me wrong,Ā i may not know her for a long time, or really know her completely but when we met i felt like i've known her since forever. you could call this anything you want. infatuation. obsession. fascination. but no matter what you say, it is love. and it is real.