i'll take coffee with that. and make it black.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

dear starfish

came across a piece of paper i was supposedly internalizing some
months ago for that someone-who-got-away (karen don't laugh).
since i never really had the guts, nor the chance, to profess
this in person... i might as well post it here just for kicks. i
know it ain't original, but what the hell...
i dedicate this to the mush in all of us :)


I love you. And not in a friendly
way, although I think we're great friends.
And not in a misplaced affection, puppy-dog way,
although I'm sure that's what you'll call it.
And it's not because you're unattainable.
I love you. Very simple, very truly.
You're the epitome of every attribute
and quality I've ever looked for in
another person. I know you think of
me as just a friend and crossing that
line is the furthest thing from an
option you'd ever consider. But I
can't do this any longer. I can't look
into your eyes without feeling that longing you only
read about in trashy romance novels.
I can't talk to you without wanting to
express my love for everything you are
- but I had to say it, because I've never
felt this before, and I like who I am
because of it. And if bringing it to
light means we can't hang out anymore,
then that hurts me. But I couldn't
allow another day to go by without
getting it out there, regardless of
the outcome, which by the look on your
face is to be the inevitable shoot-down.
And I'll accept that But I know
some part of you is hesitating for a
moment, and if there is a moment of
hesitation, that means you feel something too.
All I ask is that you not suppress that - at least for ten
minutes - and try to dwell in it
before you dismiss it.
There isn't another soul on this fucking planet
who's ever made me the person I am when I'm with you,
and I would risk this friendship for the
chance to take it to the next plateau.
Because it's there between you and me.
You can't deny that. And even if we
never speak again after tonight,
please know that I'm forever changed
because of you and what you've meant
to me, which - while I do appreciate it
- I'd never need a stuffed toy of spongebob to remind me of.

1 Comments:

Blogger rnsk said...

i'm not laughing. na-sad nga ako eh... :(

3:11 AM, June 28, 2005

 

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