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Dear Lindsey,
this is an attempt. nothing more.
i have every wish to let you have the space you so desire. im ready to sacrifice anything you need me to sacrifice for you to be happy. you dont have to lie to me. i will NOT be upset if you do something you think will hurt me. i will be there for you through it. today was the last interruption of plans. the last attempt by me for self-gratification. the last time i will make you do anything but inspire within you the most exciting feelings possible. this, is my goal. dating, not dating, whatever our situation ends up as. all i want to see or hear from now on is you laughing. is you enjoying yourself. maybe i dont have a snowballs chance in hell of getting you back. im pretty sure i dont. but i know i have a great chance of making you happy. im sorry to you that i havent been there for you. that i havent done what you want. i havent respected your wishes. ive been selfish. but believe me, its over. ill prove it today. tomorrow. saturday. sunday. and repeat. you are the single most important thing i have on my plate right now.
remember what you said to me? i am your cigarettes, you are wynona ryder? well im johnny depp in, "Secret Window". you are my story. ive tried to hard to get it perfect. to find an ending. a last note. and that, "Shooter" guy...thats me too. coming in and fucking it all up for NO reason. but i think hes about down. i stole his hat.
i can do silly analogies as well.
im not "asking for another chance". im not going to beg. im going to show you the time of your life the only way i know how. how i used to. im going to show you how to have fun sneezing on the glass at firehouse subs in front of some huge red neck and then spending the next 30 minutes avoiding it.
IM gonna be the one who you come to when you are hurt. IM gonna be the one who DOESNT hurt you.
you may not believe me. you may not trust me.
im a lost little kid again. innocent. ive never experienced what i want to experience with you before. now its your turn to show me. its YOUR turn to tell me how its gonna be. to SHOW me how its gonna be. i know this post isnt gonna change your mind. change how you feel. but i hope what it is gonna do, is make you believe for maybe 5 seconds, maybe 2 MILISECONDS....that you might want to get back what we had. if i can do that, my mission for the week is over.
cause despite what you say. the fact that you still give it a chance. even if its a bigger chance then you want to give it. that shows me alot.
so you wont have to worry about yer lil' "bodyguard" or what he has to say about me. (cause if you ask me...he has either a problem, or a fear of me. dont know why else he would be so defensive against me all the time) but like i said. no worries about him and me. cause there will be him. he will be over there. ill be right here. i will...ALWAYS be right here. obviously. if the past few days havent proven that, i dont know what will.
either way, i love you lindsey. and PLEASE reply to this. let me know that you read it. let me know that it means something to you. reply to this post, ON this post.
LOVE,
Bryan James Doyle
this is an attempt. nothing more.
i have every wish to let you have the space you so desire. im ready to sacrifice anything you need me to sacrifice for you to be happy. you dont have to lie to me. i will NOT be upset if you do something you think will hurt me. i will be there for you through it. today was the last interruption of plans. the last attempt by me for self-gratification. the last time i will make you do anything but inspire within you the most exciting feelings possible. this, is my goal. dating, not dating, whatever our situation ends up as. all i want to see or hear from now on is you laughing. is you enjoying yourself. maybe i dont have a snowballs chance in hell of getting you back. im pretty sure i dont. but i know i have a great chance of making you happy. im sorry to you that i havent been there for you. that i havent done what you want. i havent respected your wishes. ive been selfish. but believe me, its over. ill prove it today. tomorrow. saturday. sunday. and repeat. you are the single most important thing i have on my plate right now.
remember what you said to me? i am your cigarettes, you are wynona ryder? well im johnny depp in, "Secret Window". you are my story. ive tried to hard to get it perfect. to find an ending. a last note. and that, "Shooter" guy...thats me too. coming in and fucking it all up for NO reason. but i think hes about down. i stole his hat.
i can do silly analogies as well.
im not "asking for another chance". im not going to beg. im going to show you the time of your life the only way i know how. how i used to. im going to show you how to have fun sneezing on the glass at firehouse subs in front of some huge red neck and then spending the next 30 minutes avoiding it.
IM gonna be the one who you come to when you are hurt. IM gonna be the one who DOESNT hurt you.
you may not believe me. you may not trust me.
im a lost little kid again. innocent. ive never experienced what i want to experience with you before. now its your turn to show me. its YOUR turn to tell me how its gonna be. to SHOW me how its gonna be. i know this post isnt gonna change your mind. change how you feel. but i hope what it is gonna do, is make you believe for maybe 5 seconds, maybe 2 MILISECONDS....that you might want to get back what we had. if i can do that, my mission for the week is over.
cause despite what you say. the fact that you still give it a chance. even if its a bigger chance then you want to give it. that shows me alot.
so you wont have to worry about yer lil' "bodyguard" or what he has to say about me. (cause if you ask me...he has either a problem, or a fear of me. dont know why else he would be so defensive against me all the time) but like i said. no worries about him and me. cause there will be him. he will be over there. ill be right here. i will...ALWAYS be right here. obviously. if the past few days havent proven that, i dont know what will.
either way, i love you lindsey. and PLEASE reply to this. let me know that you read it. let me know that it means something to you. reply to this post, ON this post.
LOVE,
Bryan James Doyle