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[FW] letter to an ex-girlfriend: by speedy kuhol

Sep 5, '09 6:16 AM

> For everyone

Had I known years ago that he was the one who wrote this brilliant viral email I would not have loved it as much as I hated the guy.

Now I love him as much as I could not deny.

Read the original post and the rest of the author's equally Chrysanthus rants in here: 

http://tsikoski.livejournal.com/17856.html

 

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Sat, 13 Sep 2003 15:43:37 +0100 (BST)

 

letter to an ex-girlfriend:

by speedy kuhol

 

my mom would always say to my dad, "kung mangangaliwa ka na rin lang, please naman, pumili ka ng mas matalino sa akin in some way, ha?" of course, she wouldn't say that in our presence, since that would obviously shock us kids, but still, the point remained valid.

 

in the days long gone (meaning when we were still together) i always wondered, if we were no longer together, who would you replace me with? who else would give you hugs, kisses, who else would comfort you whenever you feel down or lonely? who would put up with your crankiness, your mood swings, your sudden gushes of affection?

 

i could think of a lot of things the next guy would have to go through, and believe me, i don't really think he's prepared to take care of you (at least not as well as i do ;) ) the way you deserve to be treated... there was always a long list of candidates who were just waiting like vultures around the door for us to fall apart. but i couldn't see anyone among them who deserved to be with you...or anyone who could make you happy.

 

of course, i'm biased. i like to think that i was the perfect gentleman...ha! in a perfect world. whenever i think of all the times i made you cry, of all the lies you never found out about, of what i could have done instead of what i actually did, i really regret not making most of what we had together. it's not a wish to try again, mind you, but still...i could have done a lot better if i wanted to...

 

i think it's part of taking you for granted. you have someone, you automatically assume that you're going to have that person forever. it seems like forever sometimes, especially when that person is shouting at you because you didn't call her last night, or is slapping you because you were staring at some other girl's boobs, or is berating you for not talking enough...but still, when it's all gone and over, you miss it. even the worst moments with that person still matter to you somehow, because no matter how much you hated that person today, you always knew, deep down inside, that you loved her, and she loved you back...

 

stuff like that seems so easy, just another part of the daily cycle of fights, apologies, and making out, oops, making up... it never crosses your mind that your time together is only temporary. it never lasts as long as you want it to...if i only knew that the time you spend together would be over tomorrow, would i have done things differently? would i have taken more time out to talk to you, to see you after class, to put up with your whining a bit more...?

 

i don't know. i'll never know, because, the time for doing so is past. and i can never take things back. and sorry to say, i wouldn't change things. i believe that we became better people, thanks to what we went through...

 

i learned so much from you (and i like to think the corollary is equally valid), and i've given and taken so much...we've molded each other's lives more intimately than anyone else could. whatever we've become is, in part, due to the time we shared together.

 

and that's why i want to say thanks. because i never did so properly. i never got the hang of gratefulness, another trait you often chided me about...but i'm trying to change for the better (emphasis on trying).

 

thanks for honestly loving me during that time. thanks for teaching me what it is to love someone, and be loved in return. thanks for all the hugs, kisses, useless trinkets that i still keep (unless i lost them). thanks for all the times you screamed at me, cried just to make me feel bad, fought with me just because you felt like it. thanks for being such a jealous girl, because that meant my attention was actually worth something...

 

thanks for teaching me to value each and every moment with someone, since we will never know when the time we can spend together will end...

 

thanks for being the one who taught me these things.

 

do i love you? i guess i still do. "i love you" is something you mean for life, but not always in the same manner, nor the same magnitude. you'll always have part of me with you (whether you like it or not), because i owe you part of what i am today...and whatever i may tell the next girl, you'll still have a special place in my heart....(as the one who taught me how to handle the next girl---kidding! =) )

 

 

speedy kuhol

 

 

 

PS

 

anyway, the only reason i'm writing this is because your new boyfriend's a piece of shit, and i can't believe that you would replace me with a dick like him (although mine is obviously better) because that means we are both on the same level and i cant accept that fact that he'll only make your life miserable because he isn't actually worth your time and i believe that he is nowhere near who i am and who i became for you.

 

thanks.

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[ DRAFT ] -- RUNAWAY & FOUND ..

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TOO SOON BABY. too soon ..

The waves come crashing near my steady coastlines

As a sight of a frigid wave crossed my mind.

It was you.

Fearless, devoted, BRAVE.

And i told myself, I have never seen anyone as much as you.

YOU were a mere figure

and your brilliance and beauty came flashing in front of my eyes.

I was dazzled, somewhat hypnotized.

Still, I remained calm.

I tried to stop that sensational feeling

as you whisper through my ears words I can't seem to comprehend.

I tried to close my eyes, listen for a while

but there goes a rhyme.

An insipid rhyme .. more likely a song.

Sung by that sweet mid-ranged voice.

I was paralyzed.

And it haunted me.

A beautiful nightmare, a dream come true.

Fer in those dreams, I'd stay up all night

just to talk to you.

Your face, such a pretty face.

I was lucky enough to have a glimpse of you.

You're your very own star.

And the nights maybe dark but still,

in my eyes you'll continue to shine forever.

For those dreams were never really meant for reality.

And only a fool like me would be blind enough not to see.

I was caught drunken by stupid fantasies.

and baby, i admit. 

The shame's all on ME.

But maybe someday, SOMEDAY.

If I'm LUCKY enough to see you again.

Id freeze time.

Travel through the nick of time.

JUST TO SEE YOU.

And I told myself,

as I gazed upon your very splendour,

I'll have you.

I'LL OWN YOU.

SOMEDAY.

Baby it'll be soon. TOO SOON.

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