I received my package from my ex with the things that I had given her. It used to feel like not so long ago that I had been so madly and deeply in love with her. Now it seems like it's been forever since we were an item and in love. The little love is book that I had made when I was in 7th grade and had given to her in 2007 was something special to me. I went through the book again and realized I had customized it even more for Sofia. I forgot I had done that.
I thought it was a sweet gesture, just looking back on it. I just don't know what to do with it. I can't give that away ever again. I look back on those things I gave and It showed how much I cared and really loved her. I thought that she was going to be my forever. It's weird how once we used to be so close and couldn't be apart and now it's like we are complete strangers. I'm just another person to her I once knew.
Isn't it weird how life turns out that way? People come and go in and out of your life and it seems like they were just a dream. Life and love works in mysterious ways. I can truly say I've loved many times before, but there are many different kinds of love that I had felt before. The way I feel for my gf now is how I had felt about Sofia. The others well the other 2 I had loved them, but it wasn't completely the same. It involves more than a friendship and caring type of love, which I had for 2 of my ex bf's. With Sofia and my baby, not only did I care about them and embraced their friendship, I felt and feel emotionally connected in a romantic way. I feel everything and that's the difference of the kinds of love I have with women than I have had with men.
I don't know where I'm actually going with my thoughts here, but all these things had crossed my mind when I had opened that package that Sofia had sent me. It's 3 minutes to 1 o'clock in the morning and I have annoying tears that keeps running down my right eye. With that said, it means that I'm freaking tired and going to sleep. Goodnight.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Return to sender
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