I just want to start out by telling you how much I have missed having you in my life. I have found it very difficult to come and talk to you in person, so I wrote this letter in response to yours. As I first read your letter I was both shocked and saddened by your words saying that everything was over between us. But then I realized that you wouldnt risk telling the truth in a letter as it could end up in the wrong hands. I believe that your letter was just a message that you finally wanted to meet up again, but I'm sorry that I couldn't have built up the courage to speak. Although you have married Elizabeth, I know that I am the woman that you love. I know that Elizabeth walked in upon us kissing, but it is better that she knows…
You knew I was scared of the dark so you left the light in the bathroom( you still do that every time we come over) and you put a chair next to the bed so if me or Kasia fell off nothing would happen to us. Then I became homesick and scared of the night and the dark and you stayed at the bottom of the bed talking to me until I fell asleep and I do not know how you accomplished that. You slept near me the whole entire night in case I woke up and you cared for the slightest need, that I requested. As your eyes were half closed you made sure I was always happy. Then the next morning you made the breakfast that is now the usual at house (Nalesniki, bacon, eggs and homemade blueberry syrup). I will never forget how you cared for me because you influenced me to care for others before myself and everyday of your life you follow…
The image of you is still painted in my mind like a canvas painting hung in an art gallery. You bought so much joy to me that day and I will always remember you because of this. Not to mention that you always lived up to your promise of coming to see me, no matter the circumstances. The sound of your voice during every visit was enough to bring a smile to my face and to cheer me up in a circumstance which this would not have been possible…
I was closing in behind her as she reached the crosswalk. She started to cross, of course I followed. After we crossed the street, she walked for awhile, then she sat down on a communal bench. “May I sit here?” I asked. “Of course,” she replied. A minute or two later, she asked “You look familiar, do I know you?” I stated who I was. Everything clicked after that. We started talking about the old days when nothing really matters. I lost track of time, we sat there for what seemed like minutes. Only to find out it had been a couple hours. We exchanged phone numbers, I told her to keep in touch. We went our separate ways, I called a cab and went back to my…
I do not know about myself now. I was a really active kid, you know what mom I should be in college to study marketing in Stanford University with my best friend Jeff. Do you remember that day mom? You were so happy about I received the offer from Stanford University. I still remember I told that I’m going to open a big supermarket in the town. And I’m going to be the only one. But I feel it’s not happening anymore I do not know will I still survive tomorrow. There is no more Jeff here to protect me. I still love you mom. I am coming back. Do not miss me. I promise I will come…
I just want to tell you something about last night and you probably will be upset about this. Last night, I took your car to bring your daughter to the basketball game. Unfortunately, on the way back home, I was about to turn left at the traffic lights, and a group of bad boys in a truck suddenly hit the left side of your car, and drove away. No one was injured, but your car was damaged quite a bit. As soon as it happened, I reported to the police about the accident, and took your car to the service to repair. Please don’t worry about that; I’m going to pay for all the cost. I feel so sorry and regret about your car’s damage. I promise that I won’t make that same mistake again. I hope you will forgive me and won’t let this change our relationship in a long run.…
The jacket still smelled of him. The faint scent of cologne was his, as I put it on, I felt something in the pockets, as I pulled it out I realized this was a note. I opened it and realized this one undeniably my mother’s handwriting. The note said “Wherever you go, just know that your brother and I will always love you, just keep in mind that there is always a place in this house for you, I love you”. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, lumps in my throat, before I knew it my cheeks grew warmer and I felt tears streaming down my face. This was the first time I had cried since my mother…
Ughhh, your as useless as a pen with no ink. I don’t believe you. After everything I’ve done for you. I’ve fed you, clothed you, bought you everything you’ve ever wanted, and this is how you repay me. Ugh, you stupid girl. Your going on that plane to marry him whether you like it or not, even if I have to drag you. Actually you know what I can’t even look at you, just don’t say anything, before I hit you. Ugh, remind me why we decided to have her again?…
Today is one of those rare days in which it is raining and I’m sitting on the windowsill waiting for a sign. Something that says ‘move on’. There is still a part of me that hopes every day that you're alive and I haven't found you yet. I will have searched the far corners of the earth before I let myself believe you dead. I dream of you every night, then wake with the bitter taste of regret fresh in my mouth. You abandoned me. You have marooned me on this earth, and it is dark without your light by my side. All that fills my mind is when you were still beside me. I distinctly recall one summer when we were not quite children anymore and still too young to be adults. It was raining so hard that the streets were flooded for the first time in eighty years, and you had insisted on escaping to the desert.…
I want to speak the complete truth through this letter and open my heart out to you. I feel that now is the best time for me to tell you. I want to simply tell you that I still love you.…
My heavy eyes ached as I closed them listening to music. I was nearly asleep when the song I was listening to paused and my familiar message tone sounded through my headphones. I picked up my phone just as the song faded back in, my eyes blurred as they adjusted to the light of my phone screen but the only thing I could see was Josie’s name. I sat up in shock and re-read the sender name a few times before believing it. I opened the message and started reading. ‘I’ve missed you so much Jacob, this is so hard and everything I do reminds me of you, I really want to see you again.’ I stared at it for a moment in shock before a huge wave of emotion came over me. I kept reading it over and over thinking I must be in a dream. I didn’t know what to do or say. My mind was soon crowded with thoughts and suddenly I felt wide awake. Every day that passed I thought how I wished I was good enough to be with her, because in reality I wasn’t over Josie and I really missed what we had. When I did reply I wrote ‘I need you in my life Josie, I can’t bear not having you next to me anymore, I miss your company and want to see you’ I pressed send and anxiously waited for a reply. I heard another buzz so I picked up my phone. ‘Meet me at Subway at 12’ she said.…
I woke up to your door and knock. When she had answered the door should want me to be quiet for a parents were sleeping. I agreed to the terms. We went to her bedroom and talked. We talked about life. We talked about everything. We talked for hours when we were done it was three in the morning. I said we told her I had to leave otherwise we would've stayed there talking all night but I had a journey to partake in very soon. as I left I hugged her and told her that I loved her and she just smiled. As I was driving down our driveway my car search the act funny and stops... I was out of…
Firstly, I am deeply saddened that we have not been able to talk, and attempt to have some dialogue with the hope of closure and peace for both of us. I understand why this would be difficult for you given how our relationship ended, and I take responsibility for this. I acted out of hurt, anger, and I dug my feet in without also considering the impact on you. Instead of applying compassion and understanding towards you, I acted with only my interests at stake, and for this I am deeply sorry.…
The past months have been amazing with you written on every page. If there’s anything that I could be thankful for, it’s you coming into my life in the most unpredictable way and time. Looking back to the first few months of classes, it seemed unbelievable to see us end up in this position. Despite that, I want you to know that I admire the simplest gestures you do for me and I appreciate every single one of them. I love it when you sing to me. I love it when you take my hand in yours. I love it when you kiss me goodbye. I love how you tell me I’m beautiful every day. I love the openness. And of course, I love how you make me feel. You’ve been one of the reasons I have a smile on my face. One of the reasons why I love waking up in the morning.…
As I told my sister, Louise Mallard, about her husband, Brently Mallard’s, death from a railroad where he works, she went to her room and shut the door. As I started thinking about how he wasn’t really dead, the more idea’s came to me. I was going to run away with him, marry him, and have his kids. As my sister comes out of the bedroom, I help her down the stairs, and as we start heading down, Brently opened the door. In shock, I pushed Louise down the stairs. As she fell down the stairs, she hit the last step head first, cracked her head open, and died. As we figured out she was dead, I jumped up in joy, because now Brently is a free man and we can be together. As I start telling him about my idea’s, he runs upstairs, packs some things, and…