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Oh How I miss you
By: Dan , NY Email Me

Dear Connie,

I know the counselor said we shouldn‘t contact each other during our
"cooling off" period, but I couldn‘t wait anymore. The day you left,
I swore I‘d never talk to you again. But that was just the wounded
little boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one
to make contact. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come
crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see
that my pride‘s cost me a lot of things. I‘m tired of pretending I
don‘t miss you. I don‘t care about looking bad anymore. I don‘t
care who makes the first move as long as one of us does.

Maybe it‘s time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. And
this is what my heart says: "There‘s no one like you, Connie." I look
for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they‘re not
you. They‘re not even close. Two weeks ago, I met this girl at Flamingos
and brought her home with me. I don‘t say this to hurt you, but just
to illustrate the depth of my desperation.

She was young, maybe 19, with one of those perfect bodies that only
youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating can give you. I mean,
just a perfect body. Tits like you wouldn‘t believe and an ass that
just wouldn‘t quit. Every man‘s dream, right? But as I sat on the
couch being blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we‘ve
made important in our lives. It‘s all so superficial.

What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better in bed?
Well, in this case, yes, but you see what I‘m getting at. Does it
make her a better person? Does she have a better heart than my
moderately attractive Connie? I doubt it. And I‘d never really
thought of that before.

I don‘t know, maybe I‘m just growing up a little. Later, after I‘d
tossed her about a half a pint of throat yogurt, I found myself
thinking, "Why do I feel so drained and empty?" It wasn‘t just her
flawless technique or her slutty, shameless hunger, but something
else. Some nagging feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete?
And then it hit me. It didn‘t feel the same because you weren‘t
there to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same
without you. Jesus, Connie, I‘m just going crazy without you. And
everything I do just reminds me of you.

Do you remember Carol, that single mom we met at the Holiday Inn
lounge last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of
lasagna. She said she figured I wasn‘t eating right without a woman
around. I didn‘t know what she meant till later, but that‘s not the
real story.

Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know,
we‘re banging away in our old bedroom. And this tart‘s a total
monster in the sack. She‘s giving me everything, you know, like a
real woman does when she‘s not hung up about her weight or her
career and whether the kids can hear us. And all of a sudden, she
spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother‘s old vanity. So she
puts it on the floor and we straddle it, right, so we can watch
ourselves. And it‘s totally hot, but it makes me sad, too. Cause
I can‘t help thinking, "Why didn‘t Connie ever put the mirror on
the floor? We‘ve had this old vanity for what, 14 years, and we
never used it as a sex toy."

Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order.
I mean, Vicky‘s just a kid and all, but she‘s got a pretty good head
on her shoulders and she‘s been a real friend to me during this painful
time. She‘s given me lots of good advice about you and about women in
general. She‘s pulling for us to get back together, Connie, she really is.
So we‘re doing Jell–O shots in a hot bubble bath and talking about
happier times. Here‘s this teenage girl with the same DNA as you and
all I can do is think of how much she looked like you when you were 18.
And that just about makes me cry.

And then it turns out Vicky‘s really into the whole anal thing, that
gets me to thinking about how many times I pressured you about trying
it and how that probably fueled some of the bitterness between us. But
do you see how even then, when I‘m thrusting inside your baby sister‘s
cinnamon ring, all I can do is think of you? It‘s true, Connie. In
your heart you must know it. Don‘t you think we could start over?
Just wipe out all the grievances away and start fresh? I think we can.

If you feel the same please, please, please let me know.

Otherwise, can you let me know where the fu*king remote is.

Love, Dan.

Submitted On: 02/25/08
By: megan , MI Email Me

Originaly Authored by: movie

boys are cheats and liers there sucha big discrace they will tell you anything to get to 2nd BASEball baseball and he thinks hes gonna score if u let him go all the way then you are a WHOREticle studies flowers jeoligist studies rocks alls guys want is a place to put there COCKroaches beatels butterflys and bees all guys want to see is a big pack of JUGGelers and acrobats and flying bears named chuck allls guys want is FORGET IT NOO SUCH LUCK!


Submitted On: 04/06/07
You never cared about us
By: Cayti , IN Email Me

For all those moments you made us cry

For all moments you never said goodbye

As the time passed we thought you were gone

Until we saw you on the front lawn

We screamed for joy because we thought you were here forever

Until we heard about the woman in the letter

We thought you had loved us for awhile

Then it happened and we were in denial

We wanted to think you would change

But to think that was insane

You never changed instead you got worse

And now you make us want to curse

The pain you brought onto us was intense and humiliating

You're always in our hearts but you are forever unchanging

So let us say our dues

And please don't get us confused

You say you didn't mean to hurt us

But we know that you won't confess

Our hearts won't ever heal

So please this is goodbye and that was how we feel

Submitted On: 01/05/07
Still with me
By: sar , Australia

You were once the world to me
Now you're nothing at all,
My anger & frustration
In my diary I scrawl.

Memories of you gone
They've all slowly faded,
You made me a mess
You left my heart jaded&

You abused my love for you
Day after day,
You ordered me around
You I had to obey&

I watched you everyday
You knew not right from wrong,
To keep myself sane
I had to be strong&

A thought crossed my mind
I wanted to leave you,
I wanted a second chance
So my love I withdrew&

You didn't take it well
You were angry and annoyed,
I knew straight away
Your tantrum I must avoid.

I left the house my head held high
With dignity and pride,
But when I got away from you
I collapsed and cried&

I've nearly recovered
It took me a while,
But I go around day by around
Trying to fake a smile&

When I think about you know
You're nothing but a blur,
I'm living my own life
With the help of a prayer&

I think back on the relationship
And how you abused me,
The memories are still there
You I did not fully flee&

Submitted On: 07/10/06
those nights
By: Ashley , IL

sitting alone at the dinner table
eating at different times
i wonder if one day we`ll be able
to make things alright
mother and father, father and mother
its not the same without you together
saturday nights, it use to be
sitting around watching MADtv
a bowl of popcorn, everything was alright
thats the way we use to spend our nights
oh those nights i want them again
like the way we had, when i was just ten
a seperation of just two beings
can change your world to a different meaning
just give your little girl no more fights
tell her you love her, and give her that night

Submitted On: 05/14/06
By: bianca valdez , TX

Originaly Authored by: me myself and i

why do parents get divorced in the first place?
why do the children have todeal with all the pain that on goes throught?
why do the fathers fuck everything up?
why is it that once they get divorced they don‘t care for you the same way they used to?
why don‘t they think about how the children are going to feel having two homes ?
why don‘t they think about how we feel about having to see them date othe people? do they like hurting us any way they can?
some body please tell me why do things never wor out betwwen our parents?
next thing why do they get married if they have already know that one of them is already cheating while they are dating ?
yeah they say well i gave him another chance?
so now i amafriad to get married just end up geting divorced.

Submitted On: 04/05/06
my parents
By: Annie , Australia Email Me

Eight years ago my parents got divorced. So now
I see my dad once a month. My Worst
Enemy. My terrible dad. So anyhow,
He lives with his wife, and I‘m his monthly guest.
It doesnt work out ‘cause I hate her and her three Boys. But my mum says I should love them.and that I cant go very often ‘cause I wont pass 7th grade and he lives so far away But she‘s got rights, and I have to accept that. Why is it parents have the right to get divorced
When they have children? Why can't they wait till the children grow up?
Why are they so free to choose, don't they care about the kids?
And then it becomes our job to learn to bear our parents divorce and love their new partners
and I don't think its fair!

Submitted On: 02/28/06
i hate u
By: marcela , FL

rose r red violets r blue
my friends were rite so da hell
with u

Submitted On: 10/01/05
i hate the way
By: lala , UK

i hate the way u treat me like shit
i hate the way u make me cry
i hate the way i put up with u
i hate the way i know u lie

i hate the way u get in a mood
i hate the way i cry about u
i hate the way u have changed
i hate the way i miss the old u

i hate the way ur no longer sweet
i hate the way u just want sex
i hate the way u shout at me
i hate the way ur just like my ex

i hate the way u made me sick
i hate the way u call others boo
i hate the way u dont ring me now
i hate the way i love you

Submitted On: 08/22/05
By: tia , CO

Originaly Authored by: everclear

I close my eyes when I get too sad
I think thoughts that I know are bad
Close my eyes and I count to ten
Hope it's over when I open them

I want the things that I had before
Like a star wars poster on my bedroom door
I wish I could count to ten
Make everything be wonderful again

Hope my mom and I hope my dad
Will figure out why they get so mad
Hear them scream, I hear them fight
They say bad words that make me wanna cry

Close my eyes when I go to bed
And I dream of angels who make me smile
I feel better when I hear them say
Everything will be wonderful someday

Promises mean everything when you're little
And the world's so big
I just don't understand how
You can smile with all those tears in your eyes
Tell me everything is wonderful now

Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now

I go to school and I run and play
I tell the kids that it's all okay
I laugh aloud so my friends won't know
When the bell rings I just don't wanna go home

Go to my room and I close my eyes
I make believe that I have a new life
I don't believe you when you say
Everything will be wonderful someday

Promises mean everything when you're little
And the world is so big
I just don't understand how
You can smile with all those tears in your eyes
When you tell me everything is wonderful now

No, I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now
No, I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now

I don't wanna hear you say
That I will understand someday
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna hear you say
You both have grown in a different way
No, no, no, no
I don't wanna meet your friends
And I don't wanna start over again
I just want my life to be the same
Just like it used to be
Some days I hate everything
I hate everything
Everyone and everything
Please don't tell me everything is wonderful now...

I don't wanna hear you tell me everything is wonderful now

Submitted On: 08/08/05
By: lorin , SD


Submitted On: 04/22/05
This ones for you !
By: Brittney McKinstry , NY Email Me

He was my first real love,
The love I had always wanted,
When I had him my world was great,
Nothing could go wrong,
He would comfort me in the ways I need it most,
He would do anything for me,
If I was crying,
He would wipe away my tears,
If I was down he would pick me up again,
He was more than I could ever imagined my life with,
I didn't love anyone more than I love him,
But then there was that terrible moment, it was all me
That's when I knew,
I knew my life wouldn't ever be the same,
It was my entire fault,
I wanted to say I was sorry,
But I couldn't seem to get any of the right words to come out,
Everything I seemed to say was wrong,
So I figured I shouldn't say anything at all,
That's when I did it, I stopped talking to him,
But then that's when I knew,
I lost him,
And now he's found someone new,
Someone who would never do things to hurt him as much as I did,
But I honestly never meant to hurt him,
I still don't know what to say to this very day,
Only besides I am sorry and I love him,
He was a dream come true to me,
And I ruined it,
Now I'm regretting the decisions I made,
changing everything

Submitted On: 02/10/05
its over
By: brandi , AZ Email Me

you can give it–––––
but cant take it–––––
why even do it?–––––
if your gonna fake it–––––
my heart?–––––
you cant break it–––––
with or without you–––––
I’m gonna make it––––––

Submitted On: 11/11/04
Miss Me
By: Brenda Ralston , KS Email Me

Your gonna miss the way i stare.
Your gonna miss the way i look.
Your gonna miss the way we looked.
Your gonna miss the way i laugh.
Your gonna miss the way i talk.
Your gonna miss the way i walk.
Your gonna miss the way i care.
Your gonna miss all the fun times we shared.
Your gonna miss the times i call.
Your gonna miss the times i wait.
Your gonna miss me if i don’t wait.
Your gonna miss the way i miss you.
Your gonna miss it the way i kissed you.
Your gonna miss it the way i loved you.
Your gonna miss life with me.
Your gonna miss life without me.

Submitted On: 09/13/04
you and me
By: carolina

Me and you, You and me
Are now taking separate life.
My life is none of your fuckin buisness.
Same thing with your life,
Now have three four five womans
FUCK one front
fuck two back........

Me and you, You and me
Are now just like a bird
Free to fly were ever we want
I have a big true
I want to say i hate you

But the really true is i love you
And i will always love you.....

Submitted On: 08/26/04

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