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Sweet sips of potion...
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13 July 2002
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Dear X Collaboration
Topic – July 2002: Chemistry
Dear Doug,
It has been a little while since we decided to walk different paths. It’s been a while since I decided that I could no longer put myself through the torment and pain that I was consistently feeling whenever I found out that I was not the only one to whom you were giving your… Gosh, I want to say heart, but you couldn’t give that, could you? Each time that you gave your time and efforts to some other girl, my heart (that had been freely given) would be ripped apart again. One can only take so much, ya know?
I loved you. There was never a doubt in my mind that there was some kind of chemistry drawing me into your presence… into your arms. That same chemistry kept me going for months and months. It’s strong, that feeling. It took me a long time to find the strength to combat it, to thwart it.
I have no ill regard towards you, Doug, no matter what you might think. We had so many good times. Some were warm and tender, and some were heated and passionate. We experienced the whole gamut, didn’t we? The only thing that chemistry couldn’t create was love.
It did create a huge amount of caring, though, and that is what I am always going to carry with me. You cared for me. You often took me in your arms and soothed away hurts and worries. You helped me to see the good in myself and the good in other people. You steered me off of the path of judgement and helped me to not react to things too hastily. Because of you, I feel like I am a stronger person—with a better character. These are the things that I will hold tightly to my heart, remembering them always.
The chemistry that we felt is still being felt today: frequent calls, messages, teasing, and sometimes even flirting. Who can argue with such a sweet potion as, I don’t know, lust? It’s difficult to forget how things used to be, and it’s even more difficult to hope that things can be better. But they won’t, Doug. Things won’t change. You and I need to move on so that we can stop hurting one another. Remember, in chemistry, two substances can be volatile when combined.
Always and forever,
Maggie
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