Dear Beloved Friend;
I send this out to you because I consider you a friend regardless of what you see me as. I would just like to say thanks for the great times we've had. Thank you for being you, the person I've come to know and love. The love can only go so far though, "friend love" or further, matters not to me. Everything used to be so perfect, and regardless of what you do I still care. I will always be there. Things have changed. We had problems...some of mine, some of yours, somtimes my fault, sometimes yours. We cannot however, look past all this. It tears at me, but you're without a heart. I'm still there for ya, wishing you the best of health, never judging you, and only in your buisness to save you from certain harm you may not see. I do this no more though, because slowly you push away. There can only be some much distance before I am gone from you forever. So go ahead and do your best, and eat away at my heart and soul. Just be careful what you do. You are on your own, because I have learned too much about who cares and who does not. Willing to show my love at anytime but not just sitting back and taking whatever shit you bring my way. The demands, secrets and freedom you want so bad or to rub in my face. Have them all dear, I could care less. Through tough times, you really learn some things. Not everyone you think is there is there. I can go on and on but there is no point. This is a final stand on my part and it's not with an "attitude" or with sarcasm I rest assure you. If you don't believe me, then don't even bother finishing reading what I have to say as I have clearly wasted my time. I am ready to accept this whole thing may be a waste. I got out what I had to say and how I feel, whether you listen or not, like our relationship as friends, associates or whatever is completely up to you. I leave not my fate nor yours, but our fate in your hands. We live seperate lives, clearly, it's up to you to decide what happens when it comes to things that may involve resurfacing of feelings from the past. Best of health and stay well and if the worst comes into play, good luck and have a nice life.
With much love as well as sincerity,
- MidniteBlaze -
Too many versions of letters, e-mails, speeches in person, that sound just like this or similar depending on the person. What is the point? I leave this as a general statment now out to people and whoever cannot abide or understand, I'm sorry but I shall have to let you go. A special thanks as well to the ones who have been there for me or contacted me lately just because of storm trials and tribulations. More or less a rant than a poem I have here indeed. But when things like this happen it really is all about being happy and sticking to your "true friends". Take care all...
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