A letter I wrote tonight to someone who can still make me cry…
This originally started out as some poetry I was trying to write, but it ended up being more.
I CAN’T COMPETE WITH THAT
I’m sorry I had to write this but for some stupid reason I started crying after I got off the phone with you this evening. Isn’t that funny. 16 years later and I still cry….
It’s been years since I sent that letter saying mean things to you, and I don’t remember what all I said back then but I have regretted saying all those mean words ever since. I was just so angry that you had found someone after me and I had been waiting for a chance to get back to see if you might come find me. I was angry that it wasn’t me you were going to spend your life with, and there were some other things that contributed to my madness as well regarding those letters. That was around 14 or 15 years ago.
I don’t blame your partner for being so jealous of you then, and even more so jealous of you now. He’s had 14 years with you, and those 14 years of happiness and joy that he’s got goes far beyond the 16 years of a fucked up life that I’ve had since I last saw you. He got to go where I wanted to go, with you. He got to live the life that I wanted to live, with you. He got your love that I wanted so bad. It took me 12 years to fully get over not having you in my life. There were times during those years that I didn’t care if I was dead or alive because you weren’t there, and I know that it is for that reason alone that I never got any farther in life than I did. I was too depressed to try. Yeah I missed you that bad. I still miss your silly ass sometimes… just not as bad these days I guess… maybe…whatever …. Anyway….
You’ll never know what I went through in my mind after you were gone. You’ll never know what you meant to me and how hard it was to let you go, even after I knew that it wasn’t and would never be my place to be with you. I’ve spent many years knowing that the only dream I ever really had will never come true…. and that was the dream I had to be with you… a dream that has long faded away. I have faced the fact that I will go on living and never have what he has with you and that no matter who I may eventually end up with, if I end up with anyone at all, it will never feel like the right life for me because there will always be a small part of me in my heart that won’t let you go… but I will try to be happy with it, just like I am trying to be happy just being your friend and because of the blessing I have recieved for having your friendship I would never do or say anything to come between you and him.
I look at myself now, and listen to you talk about how wonderful your partner is and how great your lives are together, along with all the wonderful things that you guys do together….. the extravagant vacations, all the expensive toys, the houses, paying all those big bills and enjoying the big money lifestyle and I know that I could never have made you happy because I couldn’t have supported the lifestyle you love so much. For everything that I am, everything I’ve ever been, and for everything that I may or may not ever be, I have nothing that can compete with what you have with your partner. As much as it hurts sometimes to hear how happy you are with him and with your life, it makes me happy knowing that your living a great life and that you have someone who loves you that much to be so jealous the way he is. That is something I’ve never had and I wish I knew what that felt like.
I wish that I could go back in time and rewrite that letter to say how happy I am that you guys found each other. Then maybe I wouldn’t have to feel so bad that we all can’t just be friends and laugh about days gone by. You have something amazing with that man and I find it so hard to believe that after all of these years that he would get mad knowing that we have talked as friends and nothing more. If he could read what I am writing right now he would see that he has nothing to be jealous about. I wish that I could tell him myself how sorry I am for fucking up what might have been a great friendship with you guys so many years ago… or even if it might not have turned out that we’d all be friends at least I would like for him to know that I am sorry about those letters. I was a screwed mess back then. I had lost the one thing that up until that time in my life I had found that I loved, which was you, and the other guy I was with before I found out about you and your partner blew his brains out with a pistol. The two guys I loved most in my life back then were gone and there was nothing I could do about it…. so now you know why I was so crazy back then… but I’m over all that now and I am so thankful for all the little phone calls we have and for the chance to say we are friends….. but sometimes I have to wonder how far that friendship goes because if something were to ever happen to you I would never know it. And the reason I wouldn’t know it is because nobody would call me to tell me. And the reason nobody would call me to tell me is because nobody even fucking knows that I’m here.
I know it may sound like I’m fussing and raising hell, but I’m not. I’m actually quite sad. I’m sad that you can’t be honest with your partner about us talking AS FRIENDS and I’m sad that our friendship may never go beyond a phone call every now and then. But if thats all our friendship can be I’ll be happy with that. I’ll take the phone calls over not being able to talk at all any day. I just wish you could tell your partner about it and not be so afraid that he would get mad and I wish that he was better understanding about it. I love you Donald. I always have and I always will. And I love Chuck as well even though I don’t know anything about him…. I love him because he has taken care of you all these years. I think he has done a lot more for you than I would have ever been able to. You should let him know that. Maybe he won’t be so jealous anymore.