[Dear You. . .]

[Alysser]

Dear you,

I am sorta happy it's over. We went out for a month and a half and for 3 weeks I liked you, alot actually. The second time we saw each other, I felt great being with you. Then, we sorta stopped texting alot. It became like my previous relationship, and we never did anything. You invited all your friends places, but never me. My friend had to tell you to invite me to the mall. I don't know, lately I just haven't been trusting you..I didn't think there was someone else but now I feel there is. I don't know, I hope I'm wrong. Maybe I have just felt this way because you go to a different school or because we don't hang out much. I don't know, but just so you know, if there is someone else you can delete me from your contacts FOREVER.

Signed,
your giddy ex

[Louie and me]

Dear You:
The silence is deafening. So much unsaid and unresolved.
There’s an elephant in the room screaming for attention.
We know it’s there but we each try to pretend it isn’t and walk around it.
“How was your meeting”?
“Fine”
“How was Louie on his walk”?
“He was OK”
“Do you want something to eat”?
”No thanks I’m not hungry”
“How are you feeling”? Oops wrong thing to say – may have to talk about feelings.
“I’m OK”.
Phew – that was close.
Wouldn’t it be better if we talked about this even if it might be painful?

[Genny]

Dear (I know who you are Whether you realized it or not you completely broke my heart. We went out for 2 months and you said you loved me-I didn't ever tell you that back because I didn't know how I felt yet. I mean we had only been going out not even 6 weeks when you first told me that...so it shocked me and I didn't know how to react so that's why I said nothing. If you had given me a chance I could have loved you. I know I would have. I can't help it-I fall for guys too easily and you were one of them It's not your fault...or maybe it is for being so sweet to me when we were dating..lol.. I try to look all happy and smile while I'm at work. I don't want you to see me upset even though inside it hurts me each time you talk to another girl. It hurts when I leave from work and you don't even hug me or say goodbye. You use to always give me a hug when I left and that meant a lot to me. I don't understand what happened between us. I don't know what went wrong. I wish you would tell me-I want to tell you that you don't have to act like we're strangers...so many people have told me to forget you, but I can't. I think about you a lot. Even though this may sound crazy I still want to be friends. I'd rather be your friend than nothing at all. When I saw you at work today I wanted to talk to you so bad. There were several different times you walked by me and I started to tell you hi, but each time I couldn't do it...I know that sounds kiddy, but I can't help it. You just hurt my feelings so bad and it's hard to let it go; especially when I see you every day. I'm not mad though, I wish you knew that cause I feel like you might think I am mad at you-and I'm not. Well, anyways...I miss you and I'm sure I'll see you tomorrow.

[5Cats]

My Dear Husband,

This is hard for me to write. I miss you so much, it's beyond painful. I live from day to day and the anguish becomes less, but I don't stop missing you for a minute. I'm trying not to be mad at you, but how could you take your own life? You were cautious, you ate right, took care of yourself. HOW could you do this to the man I loved and will always love? What a waste of a great musical talent, UNBELIEVABLE! How could you do this to everyone who loved and cared about you? And how could you do this to me? I'm here, in the house. Sometimes I think you're with me, or I hope you are. I often have dreams where you're still alive. That's hard to say. Do you watch over the people you love? Are you sometimes watching over me and the cats? They are a great comfort to me. Are our departed cats with you, and your parents, my dad, and our friends whom we've lost? I think maybe Dad watches over me sometimes, but I think he'd mostly be with Mom. Tell Dad I miss him and love him, too, if that is possible. If I didn't believe you might be around at least sometimes, I don't know how I would go on. Do you hear me when I want to joke with you? And how is it that I've become a widow, how can that be? If only you could come home and it would all be untrue. I want to change it, I want to smash that reality; maybe I'm still in denial. It's strange, but I think in some ways, maybe I'm finding myself, or on the way to it. Anything I may have gained in losing you, I'd relinquish in an instant to have you back. I guess that's something I shouldn't think about. I beg you to please know and remember that I've always loved you and will love you forever.