Dear....... This email thing is going to kill me right now. I need to go back to the classic pen and paper with you. You take me back before that first hurt. When it comes to you, i can love like I have never been hurt before. Just typing this makes my chest tight, and everything else left fluttering. How is this happening? What is it? The last time I wrote a letter to someone I loved, I was 21. That was also the first year that love hurt me. I was never the same. I knew in 1997 that once you have been in a love that hurts you, you never can love the same, ever. I was poetic when i was young. Words used to come from my gut. You have taken me back there You have loved so selflessly that my heart has opened to a world of thoughts and emotions again. Welcoming them in I stop tapping on the keys and begin to write. You tell me though, to not get deep, stay simple with words. If I write you a letter I risk getting to a place that might make our hearts cry. Do I ask you first if a letter is worth writing if it might not ever be read? Love Ambur |
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Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Love Letters
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
My bedroom
bHow silly of me to join in on a Room Photo Swap....Figured i would be getting some photos of true competition..Oh boy...
It taught me that the "Here is my Room" stuff might be a little to juvenile for me. To spare those that were confidant enough to want to show off disastrous pictures of their bedroom i wont state names. I will be nice I will be nice..Wait?? That was not very nice, was it?
It taught me that the "Here is my Room" stuff might be a little to juvenile for me. To spare those that were confidant enough to want to show off disastrous pictures of their bedroom i wont state names. I will be nice I will be nice..Wait?? That was not very nice, was it?
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