A Walk Down Memory Lane
While going through some of my files online, I found this old letter from an ex-girlfriend. Taylor and I were quite an item when we were dating. The intense fire of passion consumed us and burned us apart as we were both stubborn and did not see eye to eye on many issues.
I am sharing this with you with hopes that it may invoke the memory of a past relationship that left its permanent foot print on your soul, as it has on mine. Enjoy.
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London
July 28, 1999
Kamil,
I overslept. I wanted to be here, but I had a horrible night and slept very little.. until early morning. I'm sorry I didn't make it. I know you asked me to page you, but I have to fly this morning to Rome on business so.. I've about enough time to leave a few words for you and I'm off.
I have SO much I want to say.. about so many things.. and not to focus on the negatives as you might think. I just want to clear the air. I'm sure you do too. I can't get to everything now, obviously.. but I think we'll get there. Neither of us will be taking anything for granted in the meantime, I believe.
I do need to tell you now. I was completely surprised that you reached out to me. Total shock. As much as I always believed you were my soul mate.. my one true love.. I honestly believed it was over. I never experienced anything like that in my entire life. In one minute, I went from being a strong, confident, self-assured, woman of the world .. to a mass of convulsing misery. I know it's not good to over-analyze the ways of love.. it's impossible, really.. but I have to understand my reaction. And it's going to take some time for me to come to grips with it. AND with your new-found willingness to go forward together. You cannot imagine how fragile is my heart.
I never knew before, such a love as you have evoked. If you will fully love me, though in the knowledge that there will be some fire.. it will not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with pleasures.
That being said, this is to let you know with certainty, that all I feel for you can never wholly go. Ask the child why it is born; ask the flower why it blossoms; ask the sun why it shines. I love you because I MUST love you.
Always,
Taylor
P.S. I will write more when I am able.
I am sharing this with you with hopes that it may invoke the memory of a past relationship that left its permanent foot print on your soul, as it has on mine. Enjoy.
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London
July 28, 1999
Kamil,
I overslept. I wanted to be here, but I had a horrible night and slept very little.. until early morning. I'm sorry I didn't make it. I know you asked me to page you, but I have to fly this morning to Rome on business so.. I've about enough time to leave a few words for you and I'm off.
I have SO much I want to say.. about so many things.. and not to focus on the negatives as you might think. I just want to clear the air. I'm sure you do too. I can't get to everything now, obviously.. but I think we'll get there. Neither of us will be taking anything for granted in the meantime, I believe.
I do need to tell you now. I was completely surprised that you reached out to me. Total shock. As much as I always believed you were my soul mate.. my one true love.. I honestly believed it was over. I never experienced anything like that in my entire life. In one minute, I went from being a strong, confident, self-assured, woman of the world .. to a mass of convulsing misery. I know it's not good to over-analyze the ways of love.. it's impossible, really.. but I have to understand my reaction. And it's going to take some time for me to come to grips with it. AND with your new-found willingness to go forward together. You cannot imagine how fragile is my heart.
I never knew before, such a love as you have evoked. If you will fully love me, though in the knowledge that there will be some fire.. it will not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with pleasures.
That being said, this is to let you know with certainty, that all I feel for you can never wholly go. Ask the child why it is born; ask the flower why it blossoms; ask the sun why it shines. I love you because I MUST love you.
Always,
Taylor
P.S. I will write more when I am able.



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