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The Love Letter

I am writing this letter to share my feelings... hoping to sort my thoughts out, hoping to understand what's happening, hoping for everything to be alright...

Dear My Turtle,

1. Anger... I don't like what's happening in our relationship now. I felt like it's getting worst. I am frustrated, feeling that it's only me who is working to make this all okay. I am angry that you seem to not taking any action to get back to me. I am annoyed by your disconnection and coldness. I am angry that you made me feel this way.

2. Sad... I am sad, so sad... I am sad knowing that you let this happen to us. I feel hurt for all of this disconnection. I feel so sad that you can make time for your new set of friends than make time with me. I am so sad that you don't want to be with me, that you are more excited to be with them and not with me, even excluding me totally out of the picture. I am so hurt...

3. Fear... I am afraid that you will totally stop caring. I am afraid of sharing my feelings with you. I am afraid that you will dismiss it again. I am afraid we are drifting further apart. I am scared that I can't do anything about it. I am afraid that I am boring to you. I am afraid you don't want me anymore.

4. Regret... I feel so embarrassed wanting to spend time with you when you don't even want to. I feel embarrassed getting so upset. I am sorry if this sounds demanding, I don't mean to. I am sorry that I am not more understanding and accepting. I am sorry my emotions get into the line sometimes. God knows how I tried not to be emotional in front of you. I am sorry I am not giving you enough time and space to miss me.

5. Love... I do love you. That's why I tried to reach you. I wanted to do something to reconnect with you. I wanted to spend some special time together. I wanted to feel you loving and caring me again, like the Turtle (my Turtle) that I know. I forgive you. I understand and respect your need of time and space. I trust that we'll get through all of this together. I trust in our love. I trust in us. I have trust in you.


Love,
Your Turtle


P.S. The response that I am hoping to hear from you is: I will not be long in this time and space that I need. I want to reassure you that everything's gonna be alright. We can work this out. I have trust in us also. "I will make you feel me again". I miss you.

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