Dear You... *The Open Letter Blog*

     Remember back when writing letters was cool? I remember back in middle and high school when I'd get that nice little letter from a special lady, the excitement I felt would be incredible. I use to like when they'd spray their perfume on it too before they gave it to you, or in some cases, sent it in the mail. What happened to that feeling? Has technology killed the passionate love letters? If someone took the time to write a letter to you, how would you feel about it? Excitement? Disappointment? Surprise? I feel like it means more to sit down and write those words and feelings out, but then again, I'm a writer, so I may be slightly biased. It's currently 12:40 a.m. And I wanted to bring back that feeling. 



     Dear You,
  Whoever you are, it sucks to only see you from afar. It sucks to me to not be able to be exactly where you are. It sucks to me to hide the behind letters, emails, text messages and bars. By bars, of course I mean the lyrics to my music, but if you're reading this, then you already knew that. You know all there is to know, better than most, because there was once a time when you and I were close. Exactly how close? Well, some will never know. I truly don't even think we know exactly how close, but we were there. There were almost keys to share. But let's not say exactly where, we don't need to go there.  But, you took the time to know me, better than anyone else has taken time to. I will always appreciate that. I see you, I feel you. Some people may say they feel you, but trust me, I feels you. I'm proud of you and all of your accomplishments. I'm proud of who you've become. I'm proud of who you've become to me. I'm proud to have you apart of this journey for over a decade. Even if...... Well, even if the capacity of which you're apart of this journey with me, isn't the capacity.... Well.... nevermind.... Until I hear from you again......
                                                                                                            Sincerely Yours,
                                                                                                                    Raf
                                                                                                                    
                                                                                                    
     Dear You,
Yes you, wasted opportunity. I see you down there, I see you going through it. I see you performing repairs on something so special that should never be destroyed, but which has been destroyed countless times. I see you persevere through the trials and tribulations. I see you. I look back and you may be my biggest regret, as far as things of this nature are concerned. You ever see something in front of you, but not truly see what exactly was in front of you? That's you. That's you as it relates to me. Part of me feels like your trials and tribulations are my fault, as if I truly had something to do with it. Because of my missed game winner in the fourth quarter when I needed to be clutch, if you can dig the sports analogy. You there? Missed opportunity? Well.... I apologize for missing you.... I'm sorry that I'm missing you. Now read that again, and get every meaning out of it. Until we speak again. The next letter is on you.
                                                                                                Sincerely Yours,
                                                                                                      Rafy

         Dear You,
     Can I call you Topanga? I mean, you were pretty much there when I began to "meet this world," so to speak. We were just kids then, we didn't realize that something potentially special was beginning. The writing was on the wall two years after we were first introduced. Maybe that wall was the "4th Wall," because we didn't see it at the time. .... Well, let me rephrase that. We didn't see it at the same time, when it needed to be seen.... Together.  Many different ages, many different moons, many different seasons. Loves found, loves lost, loves grabbed, loves tossed. The dances, the balls, the proms, the calls. I told you at one point, that you could have it all. Was probably too young then, but was speaking from the heart. I told you, I love you, and we shouldn't be apart. But, here we are. Apart.... And not just the four months to the day of birth....But apart, forever and a part of that hurts....... I'll end this one here....
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                                  Sincerely Yours,
                                                                                                                          Rafeal


Comments

  1. UnknownSeptember 18, 2014 at 8:47 AM

    I miss writing and receiving letters too. Last one I wrote was to an ex that was in jail but I would love you that's under different circumstances lol. I loved your letters though

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