Loving-Chain-Letter
(Chap One: Why I'm Saying Goodbye?)
* Prologe; Foward, what is coming up! *
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dear Trish, so you are reading this.. I'm sorry that you are, and yet I'm not sure why...well , maybe I do. I've done you wrong. I've hurt you. Did I leave you? Make you cry? Make you wonder? Am I dead? What have I done?...I'm not sure. I'm writting this in advanced, because I know that no matter how much I love you, I'm going to end up screwing things up. I always do, don't I. Everything is my fault. Your parents...they hate you and that is my fault, you lost your job, a job you worked so hard for and loved so much just because of me. I'm sorry, if I can be sorry. I know that it is never enough. I've ruined your life and robbed you of your innocence and all the potentail you had to do what ever your heart desired.
I wonder if we've talked about having children by now...I know how you feel about kids, I'm sorry if I pressure you sometimes, you know how much I love children. I'm sorry If I've ever put you in a position you didn't want to be in. I used to say hey it's life to be forced into things you don't want to do and so the world turns, but it isn't NOT true. You are far to beatiful, far to smart, and far to wonderful to do ANYTHING your heart doesn't desire. You need a real life, Trish...I wonder what I did to you...Why your reading this letter? Why are you? For your sake I hope I've taken my own life so that you may start again and have a real life, with a better person than I . I know you love me, I've always loved you, but maybe it is not enough. You know? Maybe there is more than emotion to the world. You deserve to be free.
I prey I dead and out of your life, I can't bare to think I'd hang around to make your life more difficult. I love you to much to hurt you anymore. I love you to much to stay. God I love her to much to breath and go on. I can see your pain Trisha and I know all that you conciel has been because of me. I've done it. I'm not worth the memories. Not the good times or the bad. Just forget. So YES surely I have done you wrong and in doing so I have killed myself. Why, simply love hurts, but not for you. I should hurt, for everything..you should live Trisha and be happy.
If indeed I have taken my own life, I believe since your reading this it is safe to assume I want you to do the following.
One: Burn all your old memories in a fire, pictures, notes, letters..EVERYTHING
Two: Burn my clothing as well, you don't need the memory of that as well.
Three: Tear out the bible verse : Foot Prints In The Sand, send it to Matthew. He'll understand.
Four: When you see Jeff, and EVERYTIME you see Jeff give him a kiss right below his ear-lobe..like I did.
Five: If I've left anyone behind...we may have gotten a cat together; let it know I love it.
six: Life for yourself and do these things not for me, but for them so that they well have the comfort of it, but don't dwell on my death Trisha, just take care of my boys, make sure they don't break down and love them. Forget of me and do better for yourself. I love you more than words can say. But when do you get to a point when loving isn't enough...?...
Love Ya' Angel
Amy Christine Dumas XXX
(Chap One: Why I'm Saying Goodbye?)
* Prologe; Foward, what is coming up! *
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Dear Trish, so you are reading this.. I'm sorry that you are, and yet I'm not sure why...well , maybe I do. I've done you wrong. I've hurt you. Did I leave you? Make you cry? Make you wonder? Am I dead? What have I done?...I'm not sure. I'm writting this in advanced, because I know that no matter how much I love you, I'm going to end up screwing things up. I always do, don't I. Everything is my fault. Your parents...they hate you and that is my fault, you lost your job, a job you worked so hard for and loved so much just because of me. I'm sorry, if I can be sorry. I know that it is never enough. I've ruined your life and robbed you of your innocence and all the potentail you had to do what ever your heart desired.
I wonder if we've talked about having children by now...I know how you feel about kids, I'm sorry if I pressure you sometimes, you know how much I love children. I'm sorry If I've ever put you in a position you didn't want to be in. I used to say hey it's life to be forced into things you don't want to do and so the world turns, but it isn't NOT true. You are far to beatiful, far to smart, and far to wonderful to do ANYTHING your heart doesn't desire. You need a real life, Trish...I wonder what I did to you...Why your reading this letter? Why are you? For your sake I hope I've taken my own life so that you may start again and have a real life, with a better person than I . I know you love me, I've always loved you, but maybe it is not enough. You know? Maybe there is more than emotion to the world. You deserve to be free.
I prey I dead and out of your life, I can't bare to think I'd hang around to make your life more difficult. I love you to much to hurt you anymore. I love you to much to stay. God I love her to much to breath and go on. I can see your pain Trisha and I know all that you conciel has been because of me. I've done it. I'm not worth the memories. Not the good times or the bad. Just forget. So YES surely I have done you wrong and in doing so I have killed myself. Why, simply love hurts, but not for you. I should hurt, for everything..you should live Trisha and be happy.
If indeed I have taken my own life, I believe since your reading this it is safe to assume I want you to do the following.
One: Burn all your old memories in a fire, pictures, notes, letters..EVERYTHING
Two: Burn my clothing as well, you don't need the memory of that as well.
Three: Tear out the bible verse : Foot Prints In The Sand, send it to Matthew. He'll understand.
Four: When you see Jeff, and EVERYTIME you see Jeff give him a kiss right below his ear-lobe..like I did.
Five: If I've left anyone behind...we may have gotten a cat together; let it know I love it.
six: Life for yourself and do these things not for me, but for them so that they well have the comfort of it, but don't dwell on my death Trisha, just take care of my boys, make sure they don't break down and love them. Forget of me and do better for yourself. I love you more than words can say. But when do you get to a point when loving isn't enough...?...
Love Ya' Angel
Amy Christine Dumas XXX