Dating
A Love Letter to My Worst Heartbreak; You.. Top Story - April 2021.
12/21/16 You. There was always something about you. I had never been able to read people like I could read you. And no one was ever able to read me as easily as you do. From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I don’t know, something clicked. I remember it all so vividly. I remember your smile. The shine in your eyes. That was about a year ago, huh? And now I feel that the roles have reversed. Now it’s me who is star struck by you, who wants to get to know more about you, who talks about you at home. Now you’re the cute girl. The amazing girl. I don’t know why I decided to write this, I feel it was the easiest way to express myself without stumbling or getting emotional. Truth be told, I never imagined myself here with you. I never really thought I would fall for you. And it never occurred to me that you would be such an important part of my life. I never imagined I would tell you secrets about myself, or that I would allow you to find secrets about myself I didn’t even know about. I was always very shut off from everyone. But with you I can’t help it. I don’t want to feel what I do for you, yet I do. I honestly don’t know what I want anymore. I think I should distance myself, but I also don’t think I can, and I don’t want you to. I want us to be close and just continue getting closer. But, I’m sitting here thinking, what am I really supposed to do? You are helping me realize I deserve to be loved and put first. And god I want that so badly. I want one day to be with someone I love, who loves me too, who looks at me like I am the best thing to ever happen to them. I want someone to look at me as if I am it. I want someone to look at me like I look at you, forgetting that there is a whole world. I don’t know why we are doing this. I don’t know why you were this significant to me, and why I fell for you. But I did, and I am not minding at all. But like you said, at the end of the day, no matter what, I am the one who is going to get hurt… Nothing will ever make me look at you badly, or change the fact you are my best friend. Nothing will ever damage who you are to me or the role you had in my life.
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A Hike, Some Cheese, and a bottle of Merlot
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A letter to Charlie
Dear Charlie R,
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Ice Cream Romance
This week was brutal. I look the same in the mirror, but on the inside, I am merely just remnants of the person I was on Monday. Still, my day is not over as I grab a shopping cart and walk into my local grocery store. I have wanted a glass of merlot since noon. However, instead of beelining to the wine isle, my crushed ego and spirit pull me over to where I know you are lurking, the freezer section. I impulsively grab you as I cannot resist your pint sized chocolatey and peanut butter goodness and I head to the checkout line.
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If This, Then That
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I felt the excitement fill my veins as I brushed off the wrinkles on my floral top. I slammed the door to my black Honda Civic, flipped my long dark straight hair, and paced through the parking lot towards the entrance. As my feet hit the pavement one step faster than the other, shaking out my hands, I could not believe I was about to go on my first date with him.
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The Perfect date
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The Promise of Tomorrow
Janelle glanced at her phone for the third time to make sure she found the right restaurant. The location was odd- it was nestled among single family homes in a neighborhood full of overgrown oak trees. As she walked up to the patio, she saw the man she presumed was her date. He told her he would be wearing a dark sweater and glasses. Her friend who knew him from work told her he was tall. He was also the only person sitting alone at a table. As she approached, he looked up from his phone and put it in his pocket.
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