It hurts and she randomly pops into my head. After a year has passed, all the hurt and anger is slowly subsiding. Every road has it's turns, and sometimes they take us away from our original destination, and sometimes they lead us right to where we need to be. Thank you for being the voice, arms to hug and fingertips for others. Thank you for writing all these, you have inspired me in ways you'll never know and ways I'll never really be able to put into words : Anonymous said.
If you leave me a comment, I will read it. But this, you, going away is kind of sad. I'm sure you'll do great things, but none as greater as what you've done for me, for us, for changing lives and giving a voice to emotions that aren't given importance these days. Things I took for granted, her hugs and words of loving me, are now things I would do anything to get and hear. I understand your reasons for stopping, and I absolutely look forward to future projects. I miss us wrestling cause I'd tell I could beat you up, but never did. This is not the end.
But not just of sadness. Since the day i first read you, i could never stop. And I will keep coming back here to find love and companionship. I remember when you said how happy I made you, and you really meant it. I have no other choice than to continue but I'm afraid to love again. I bought your book for christmas, and read it bits by bits to enjoy it as much as possible, and I have to say it was stunning, even more on paper than on the internet. I owe Cape Town a book reading and that's going to happen soon.
I understand, sometimes one must move on to other things and I am heartbroken this is over or for at least now but I want to thank you for everything you have made me feel, think and realize I want to pursue in life. I can only thank you, and hope you give even more people courage through your work. You have helped me through more than you could ever know. Thank you for your beautiful words that inspired me on countless occasions. I'm proud of you for finding and following your passions, even if it led you away from something so many loved. And nothing is greater than that. But till my experience I realize that nothing can harm but your friend…if you need jai mata sunlight help, pls contact her on her email sunlightmata gmail.
We are all filled with countless abilities. It's funny now, the way things work. I will still be here. The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawal pains, can only be saved by my little white grains. It means, you have something to give. Guiding me to see the light. And we will live on in each other's thoughts and feelings—connected with heart strings—pursuing our dreams, continue on living, and creating many beginnings—and whenever we look back to our moments of simplicity, may we remember how we feel understood and somehow content despite all the chaos in the cosmos—your words are our calmness.
You have been a great friend and amazing advice giver without ever meeting me personally. Hair blowing in the wind. I was stunned to find that my throat physically tightened at reading your message. Remember, you are a part of a beautiful story that did not start when you were born. So I want to say thank you, for being there for me when no one else was, for giving me a home.
It's describing exactly how I am feeling about my boyfriend. I miss the old you- and the old me, The old us that could just sit and talk for hours, and never run out of things to say. I will definitely miss you. I read it in a day. There have been many occasions when I would come here and see exactly what I needed to see and read exactly what I needed to read. Came across it randomly one day, years ago.
I will still be releasing the text-only edition of I Wrote This For You, which will contain the entries that I intended on putting here. The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in knots. I really hope to see you soon. Hope that still happens some day. If there is one thing I do know in this life, it is the feeling of missing someone so much it physically makes you sick.
I miss the warmth of your arms and the gentle touch of your fingers running through my hair. This will still be a place I come back to for inspiration, a place for me to heal and a place where I can feel less alone. As in today i really miss my Best friends!!! Apply now and contact us for more details Full Name:. I pass by a spot we always sat at, and it hits me. You can read the product of that courage if you click my name. Thank you for this poem. I couldn't find anything nearly as powerful as what you wrote here, and you make look quite dull and anonymous the other poetic writers I know of.