We’re worlds apart now but I’m still thinking of you, missing your humour and that spark we both felt. We played games with each others hearts and minds, why I will never completely know but I wanted to tell you that I forgive you for everything – for not saying goodbye, for leading me astray. I was guilty too.
Though I may never understand why things turned out the way they did, I realize you’re a beautiful, complicated mess, one whose quirks and eccentricities I always adored. Even when I pretended you weren’t there, said things I didn’t mean, acted foolish or awkward, you were something real to me.
I’ll always be here if you decide to open that door again, and if not you will remain in my heart. I hope if I wronged you that you can someday forgive me.
I wasn’t ready to open up when you were; when I did it was too late, and that is my only regret. This may be the closest that I’ll ever get to a real goodbye so I hope you’re able to see this. You mean so much more to me than you’ll ever know. —Stranger
This article appears in May 13-19, 2010.
this is lovely but not fair, for this person’s sake and if you really do care about them then please say goodbye for real. in person.
That’s unfortunate.
Definitely hope that works out.
In a way, I wish this was for me.
Me too; especially since I do go to the library quite a bit
I wonder who this is for? I would say goodbye in person!
You don’t even have to tell them in person, but at least text them!
Just a quick “i luv u but im leaving, bye, k??” will do.
but aren’t they strangers?? the playing games is simply in one of their heads..
Oh God, I just saw this yesterday, two months late, and I have the uncanny suspicion that it was directed at me; the time period and circumstance and description certainly fit. Either way, stand aside, ladies and gentlemen, for I am the one true King of Fools, Lord of the Idiots.
If this post was to me:
I am so sorry it took this long, I am oblivious and vacant and oh so easily lost in my own thoughts. Of course I forgive you, I wanted to say goodbye, but when I opened my mouth no words came out, and I couldn’t look too long, because I was afraid I would explode into 10 million pieces, and dissolve into the atmosphere, for looking too long at the holy vitality of your mystical force. You are stunning and radiant and it is very intimidating, and your eyes like the side of the moon we can’t look at, and when you were closed off I took it as rejection, so I tried not think about it, and keep moving, because it was too much.
Sometimes I saw you feeling awkward, and I would think ‘isn’t that funny,’ and I would think ‘the most beautiful woman in all of Nova Scotia and doesn’t even realize it,’ and I would think ‘what an endearing quality that is’, and I would think ‘what odd creatures we are, we human beings.’ You thought you were awkward, I couldn’t remember how to put one foot in front of the other when I walked by and you were looking.
I still see you sometimes there, I hope you can still forgive me, I know two months can be a long time, and I have been terrible, absolutely awful. I didn’t see this post until yesterday, I hope you are happy, whatever you are doing.
And so, the shot in the dark:
Can we get it together and move past ourselves to something new? Can we begin again at the beginning? If it takes 10000 days I will be there. If I see you, I won’t look away. If you don’t look away, I won’t look away.
(and if this post wasn’t to me, sincere apologies to the author, tally another for the King)
wow, you should visit more often^^
It wasn’t for you, King of Fools. But that was sweet!