2. I am not writing this because I have a habit of doing what you say, and perhaps, just maybe this would give me closure.
3. I am not going to write about how beautiful your mouth is, and how it seems like something that would have been kisses by an angel.
4. I am not going to write about how your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.
5. I am not going to write about how you are worthy of songs and dances and plays to be written for your lack of wonder at war, sex or alcohol, you aren’t that interesting.
6. I am not going to write about the day you sat me down and dragged me down with you, just so you could complain about how much I loved angel wings and sketches of pretty eyes and generous eyebrows.
7. I am not going to write about pros or cons because honestly, I don’t see any point in giving you what you want anymore.
8. I am going to write about us. And it won’t be the list you asked for.
It will be a novel of a thousand pages, embedded in a million tears.
I have memories of evil people I used to know. I wrote this for one of them, a somebody I used to know.
K always says write out my feelings and my memories and I will feel better.
I feel better. I would be lost without him.
Sometimes, a letter is exactly what people read. Especially when they request 'lists of pros and cons to being together'. Relationships are not about 'lists'.
Thank you for giving us this slice of yourself (as you so often do), I don't take it lightly.
I've never been able to understand that.
There's so much more to each letter, to
each word, than can ever be put to paper.
Each letter is a letter, and part of a word,
and part of a message left there by a person,
and an echo of the reason they took their
time to put that message there, and a
reflection of who they are, and a piece
of their voices, which are directly connected
to their soul.
I am certain that you will write many novels, and I think that they will be wonderful- but don't do it for someone else. Do it for you.