A Not-So-Brief-Letter to Him...
You all needn't read this angsty composition...It's just I've finally realized a truth my Aunt Julie tried so hard to tell me about...I knew deep, down, what she said was true...but I just wanted, for once, to believe in what I had so much hope in....The writing of this unsent letter, I feel is necessary...
Dear Batman,
I've admired you for the longest time...I realize now, that was the biggest mistake I've made in this lifetime, so far. You spoke to me with endearing words - lies, with the intent of breaking down my walls...that intention, you admitted to. I let you in, let you roam, listened to the emotion-spattered stories you fed me, but I told you nothing...you never noticed...or did you just never care to ask?
Yes, yes, 'patience' you say, again, and again...but 'patience' only wears so thin for so long. You know not what you've done to me...When I was a girl, I dreamed of meeting my soulmate...I don't know what it was that led me to believe it was you...It should've just been a simple crush...like the last one, Jeff...he only lasted a year...but you...I want to hate you for what you've done to me...so very much...I gave you every ounce of romantic hope I had in me, you took it with a smile...only to give it back, month after month, piece by piece.
Every time I've been asked out, every time I've had to look him in the eye, while my mind reeled to you with 'what if' after 'what if'...I've had to crush his hope, the stamina he built-up just to ask me...I don't know when you did it, how you did it, or even if you ever meant to...but you marked me...You have your hand wound around my heart, and your name printed on every inch of my flesh...you've yet to take it for yourself...If you did, I'd never forgive you...
Just when I almost feel ready to finally say yes to one, you show back up 'worried' about me...and while I secretly want to release all my anger out on your for the pain you've caused me with your long, silent absences, all I can do is throw on a smile and beckon you towards me...'Crawl' back to you...that's what I can't help but do every time you call for me...
Guess I should be grateful you're so dedicated to her, otherwise you already would've made me your whore, I suppose...I'll give you that Gold Star of Character...
What's the point in telling you what you've done?...The only one who can fix me is you...but that would require you to write to me again, wouldn't it?...All I want from you is the truth...your truth, and yours alone, will set me free...If what you spoke all those months ago was true, then say it...or if you said it, merely, to avoid hurting my feelings, then come clean...Let me move on...Please...just...let me go...
It's All I Want..
Love,
Zelda
For those of you that read, perhaps now you have a better understanding of my hatred for my love of this boy....Thank you...
Dear Batman,
I've admired you for the longest time...I realize now, that was the biggest mistake I've made in this lifetime, so far. You spoke to me with endearing words - lies, with the intent of breaking down my walls...that intention, you admitted to. I let you in, let you roam, listened to the emotion-spattered stories you fed me, but I told you nothing...you never noticed...or did you just never care to ask?
Yes, yes, 'patience' you say, again, and again...but 'patience' only wears so thin for so long. You know not what you've done to me...When I was a girl, I dreamed of meeting my soulmate...I don't know what it was that led me to believe it was you...It should've just been a simple crush...like the last one, Jeff...he only lasted a year...but you...I want to hate you for what you've done to me...so very much...I gave you every ounce of romantic hope I had in me, you took it with a smile...only to give it back, month after month, piece by piece.
Every time I've been asked out, every time I've had to look him in the eye, while my mind reeled to you with 'what if' after 'what if'...I've had to crush his hope, the stamina he built-up just to ask me...I don't know when you did it, how you did it, or even if you ever meant to...but you marked me...You have your hand wound around my heart, and your name printed on every inch of my flesh...you've yet to take it for yourself...If you did, I'd never forgive you...
Just when I almost feel ready to finally say yes to one, you show back up 'worried' about me...and while I secretly want to release all my anger out on your for the pain you've caused me with your long, silent absences, all I can do is throw on a smile and beckon you towards me...'Crawl' back to you...that's what I can't help but do every time you call for me...
Guess I should be grateful you're so dedicated to her, otherwise you already would've made me your whore, I suppose...I'll give you that Gold Star of Character...
What's the point in telling you what you've done?...The only one who can fix me is you...but that would require you to write to me again, wouldn't it?...All I want from you is the truth...your truth, and yours alone, will set me free...If what you spoke all those months ago was true, then say it...or if you said it, merely, to avoid hurting my feelings, then come clean...Let me move on...Please...just...let me go...
It's All I Want..
Love,
Zelda
For those of you that read, perhaps now you have a better understanding of my hatred for my love of this boy....Thank you...