Feb. 14th, 2005 02:56 pm
Love letter to LiveJournal
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muckefuckDear LJ,
I've meant to write this letter for weeks now, but it's been difficult to find the right words. I know you figured out what was going on long ago, but it's not in your nature to be confrontational or reproachful, no matter how many days went by without a single trivial update from me or without my even logging in. How I love that about you!
Still, I can imagine what you're thinking: What's he got that I don't? Is he prettier than me? Does he make you feel like I once did? Please don't torture yourself making comparisons. The truth is, I need you both. He might be better at listening to me drone on about topicalisation in German or more responsive to my Chinese lexical questions, but who do I turn to when I'm suffering? Do I share my dreams with him, the day-to-day trivialities of my commute, my impromptu soul-searching? Never.
Besides, we have so many Friends in common, so many Memories. (Well, maybe just one, but it's a doozy!) You'll always have a place in my heart. It's not like you haven't had your little affairs, too. Was I the last to know about Six Apart? Maybe not, but it sure felt like that. I know you've been trying harder to be there when I need you, but we all have our down days.
Thanks again for everything you've given me. I've learned a lot since I met you and I look forward to many more years of amusement and sorrow together. Maybe one day, I'll show myself truly worthy of your devotion.
Love,
Da
I've meant to write this letter for weeks now, but it's been difficult to find the right words. I know you figured out what was going on long ago, but it's not in your nature to be confrontational or reproachful, no matter how many days went by without a single trivial update from me or without my even logging in. How I love that about you!
Still, I can imagine what you're thinking: What's he got that I don't? Is he prettier than me? Does he make you feel like I once did? Please don't torture yourself making comparisons. The truth is, I need you both. He might be better at listening to me drone on about topicalisation in German or more responsive to my Chinese lexical questions, but who do I turn to when I'm suffering? Do I share my dreams with him, the day-to-day trivialities of my commute, my impromptu soul-searching? Never.
Besides, we have so many Friends in common, so many Memories. (Well, maybe just one, but it's a doozy!) You'll always have a place in my heart. It's not like you haven't had your little affairs, too. Was I the last to know about Six Apart? Maybe not, but it sure felt like that. I know you've been trying harder to be there when I need you, but we all have our down days.
Thanks again for everything you've given me. I've learned a lot since I met you and I look forward to many more years of amusement and sorrow together. Maybe one day, I'll show myself truly worthy of your devotion.
Love,
Da