Dear Liza,
Thanks for the humongous Valentine's card. Sorry the late reply. Actually, I'm sorry for some other stuff, too.
I'm sorry for being an insensitive jerk sometimes suffering from foot-in-mouth disease.
I'm sorry for pushing you hard to exercise when I should be pushing you "up" (i.e. positive reinforcement). When you asked me to help you work out and lose weight, please know that my teasing you about your figure was the closest to tough love I could do w/o watching you get down and giving me twenty.
I'm sorry I find your Cartoon Voice cute but not sexy.
I'm sorry for sometimes thinking you deserve better than yours truly.
I'm not sorry, however, for having met you. I'm not sorry to having my current crop of blog entries be about you. I'm not sorry for trying to help you stick to your decisions. I'm not sorry to have you as a part of my life. I'm not sorry we talk things out when it feels uncomfortable --but necessary-- to avoid misunderstandings.
Most of all, I'm not sorry for loving you.
Happy Valentine's Day.
-Wilben
6 comments:
I wonder in what form this letter would have been if last Sunday's event did not happen... :-)
Similar, but not the same.
foot in mouth.
uh-oh.
somethings missing here though.
where are the red hearts and cupid jpeg?
-pesky gay bat ^-.-^
now my curiousity is piqued. what happend?
Growing pains lang. :)
man...in lab na in lab ka noh
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