[ breathe in ]
And yet they forgot to tell you not to mess up with other people's concepts of "expansion" (past) and "voidness" (present).
[ breathe out, slowly ]
People like you don't come around often. People like you don't exist.
[ ;_; ]
I like you a lot. I see you're still in a relationship with the same person you met about 10 years ago. I’m happy for you both but I hate the fact you totally ignore me nowadays.
It’s nice to have you around after so many years of absence. I can perfectly see you’re not a psychologist and I’m glad about that since your newly developed arrogance is a turn-off, especially when we discuss sensitive stuff and you want to be the teacher on bad things you used to do them yourself.
You’re a long lost crush. The little tidbits I got to know about you makes me feel sure we have almost nothing in common.
Dear M. (AKA “G.”)
You touched me in the most invisible way, back when you didn’t even realize I existed. Then someone came in between and tried to help, leaving a mess instead. I’m sorry for that, but at the same time I’m glad you got to know you were special to me. Your looks, your mysterious personality & your politeness were a magnet to me and the idealistic image I created of you will be hard to match by anyone in the future. I’m glad we were contemporary. I’ll never forget you.
It took you 8 years to finally open up to me and I’m thankful for that. We seem to drawn into each other more and more. We’ve surely discovered hidden parts of ourselves together and I’m looking forward to see what happens with us in the future.
Those were the most intense 15 days of my life. Then you didn’t handle my slow pace, so you relied on the classness of a cellphone service to notify me about that. I still wonder what I have missed, had I not been so innocent.
You ignited my flame of passion with your wisdom. I thought I finally found someone divine but time quickly made me aware of our incompatible attractions. Had they been compatible and our worlds would still be rocking.
We had the most intense nights and they’ll be forever stuck in my memory. Tecnhology exposed you and you freaked out when you realized you got busted in your lie. Your levels of politeness dropped instantly, and we’re never seeing each other again. (you even triggered this post)
Your professionalism is charming and I’m thankful for the extras my drinks would always have. However I’m afraid looks would not make the cut, since I usually want more than that. Also, I’m sure we have opposite attraction systems.
You’re responsible for THE night of 2010. So summer-ish. So magical. So late hours. So “see you very soon”. So “i’ll call you in a few minutes”. So wrong-sentence-during-the-call, leading to a misinterpretation by you and a consequent final goodbye. I’m sure I’m not like the friends you diss, but you never gave me an opportunity to prove it.
You combine hotness and intelligence and I’m sure I came across as shy while interacting with you in your workplace. I won’t be seeing you as often as I was used to and you’re not even single, so I wish you all the best.
You’re my brand new interest in my long list of failed crushes. After years and years of absence, I just found you online a few weeks ago, and since then I’m addicted to your peculiar way of interaction. You have a rare kind of personality that dangerously keeps me drooling for more. Maybe one day I’ll have the guts to poke you, so you realize I exist.