craig
TPF Noob!
Peace to the gods. Know that it is only her body that left this earth. Her spirit will be with you forever.
Love & Bass
Love & Bass
Her friend just sent me an email Naomi sent her the morning she died, this makes it hurt so much more...
"There's no one to vent to & you're not online or picking up your phone so I'm just going to send you a message because I can't really talk to this about Willa or the person I really should be talking to this about, & I trust you so much, so here goes.
I'm so worried about my boyfriend, Jeremy. Yes, I know you're thinking "The one you vented to me about last time? That you thought wasn't being honest with you?" Yes, that Jeremy. But I've forgiven him, you see, because I love him like no one I've ever loved before. I've never planned my future with anyone before, not even Adam, my first serious boyfriend. But that's because I couldn't really see a future with him, but I can see a future with Jeremy, like, a real one that will really last a lifetime. I love him so much, I just don't know what to do with myself until I see him in March. That's how serious I am about him. & Yeah, he's 16 & I'm 18, but our relationship exceeds so many boundaries: age, distance, so many.
But lately, he's been depressed. & I've been unavailable. & I just feel like we're drifting. & I haven't been really helping the situation because I keep breaking up with him & really putting him through the ringer. I don't know why I do it, because I know in the end, when I'm 80 & dying, his ring is gonna be the one that's still on my finger. His heart is still gonna be the one that mine beats in unison with. His eyes will be the ones that still make me melt. I know I'm being gay, but that's how he makes me feel, unlike anyone else. & It's so weird, because I've never been with him physically, but I imagine that's even greater than how he makes me feel from a thousand miles away.
But yeah, what do I do? Because he needs me, but I'm not there. I don't make myself available to him. I blow off what he needs from me, & I feel so horrible. Why does he put up with me? Because I'm cute? Cute can only take someone so far, & I'm afraid that my run is slowly coming to an end. I used to feel like I was his everything, but now I don't. He talks about this girl, Courtney, & he's very vague about her, but I can tell that they're good friends, you know? & That he tells her things that he doesn't tell me, & that hurts so much. I want to be the first person he comes to with anything, & because of how I've been acting, I'm not anymore. I feel like he's trying to pull me near but I keep pushing away, & now he's slowly letting his grip loose. ****. I'm crying typing this to you because I'm so afraid of losing him. & I know I should be telling him this, but I can't, because I'm afraid he's found someone else. ):
Help me. What do I do? Say? I've never been this lost in our relationship before. I'm so scared I'm gonna lose him. & If that happens, I don't know what I'll do."
I hope that she knew deep down how much I loved her, and that she was everything to me. All the times I could have made her know, and didn't. All the times I could have told her I loved her, and didn't. Death is an epiphany I didn't ask for. If only she knew that there was never gonna be anyone to replace her, there will never be anyone that can replace her. She saved me from hating myself. She saved me from hurting myself, and ruining my own life. The last thing I ever said to her, "I'm just gonna go eat lunch. Bye." That was the only time in the last six months that I can remember not telling her I loved her before leaving. And it had to be that time. It's cruel. I guess the last she told her friend about me, on the phone, was that she was worried about me. This hurts so much.
I'm honestly shocked that anyone even had the gall to actually sit there and question this thread, I know that I may have lied in the past, but that was not even close, not even close to this sort of a topic. Yes, we met in person, she was referring to the little time we spent together in person last summer before she left for college. We didn't become so close until she had left, and it was rather unfortunate that happened. I know that being with her for only a few months in a serious relationship doesn't seem like a whole lot, I get that, but we were close for a few years and we connected with each other like we never had with anyone else. I'm not one to get attached to people fast, so the fact that with her, it was quick really says far more about her than about me. And she was the same way. It seemed so perfect. And it really was. There were, of course, times where we didn't get along, but it was never anything we weren't past in ten minutes. When you talk to someone for thousands of hours about millions of things, to not disagree for more than a few minutes is a big feat. Our lives were entwined with one another's, we became dependent upon one another. The other being there to talk to and sleep with on the phone wasn't just a daily thing, it was the way the day was planned. It's hard to really explain what she meant to, and will always mean, to me. It's not easy for some people to grasp how I could get so attached to someone in such a short period of time. And maybe some of you will blow off our relationship since the best times of it were spent a thousand miles away. There are some connections that really transcend distance, and ours was that connection. This may sound stupid to some of you, and it sounds stupid to me too, but when she died last Wednesday evening, I saw it in my head. I saw a head-on collision, and I just knew she was gone. And when her mother told me the next day, when she told me how she died and when, it was exactly how and when I saw it. I am not one to think those sorts of things, like, believe in that kind of stuff. Anyways, to those of you who didn't question the validity of her death, thank you for your kind words of support and I know I'll get through this with the help of my friends, my family, and such. To those of you who had the nerve to ask me if it was true, I'm sorry I even allowed you to think such things, and I assure you, this is true, I wish it wasn't. I'd give anything in the world to have this all be a lie. But, it's not. She's truly dead.
I'm honestly shocked that anyone even had the gall to actually sit there and question this thread, I know that I may have lied in the past, but that was not even close, not even close to this sort of a topic. Yes, we met in person, she was referring to the little time we spent together in person last summer before she left for college. We didn't become so close until she had left, and it was rather unfortunate that happened. I know that being with her for only a few months in a serious relationship doesn't seem like a whole lot, I get that, but we were close for a few years and we connected with each other like we never had with anyone else. I'm not one to get attached to people fast, so the fact that with her, it was quick really says far more about her than about me. And she was the same way. It seemed so perfect. And it really was. There were, of course, times where we didn't get along, but it was never anything we weren't past in ten minutes. When you talk to someone for thousands of hours about millions of things, to not disagree for more than a few minutes is a big feat. Our lives were entwined with one another's, we became dependent upon one another. The other being there to talk to and sleep with on the phone wasn't just a daily thing, it was the way the day was planned. It's hard to really explain what she meant to, and will always mean, to me. It's not easy for some people to grasp how I could get so attached to someone in such a short period of time. And maybe some of you will blow off our relationship since the best times of it were spent a thousand miles away. There are some connections that really transcend distance, and ours was that connection. This may sound stupid to some of you, and it sounds stupid to me too, but when she died last Wednesday evening, I saw it in my head. I saw a head-on collision, and I just knew she was gone. And when her mother told me the next day, when she told me how she died and when, it was exactly how and when I saw it. I am not one to think those sorts of things, like, believe in that kind of stuff. Anyways, to those of you who didn't question the validity of her death, thank you for your kind words of support and I know I'll get through this with the help of my friends, my family, and such. To those of you who had the nerve to ask me if it was true, I'm sorry I even allowed you to think such things, and I assure you, this is true, I wish it wasn't. I'd give anything in the world to have this all be a lie. But, it's not. She's truly dead.
I'm honestly shocked that anyone even had the gall to actually sit there and question this thread, I know that I may have lied in the past, but that was not even close, not even close to this sort of a topic. Yes, we met in person, she was referring to the little time we spent together in person last summer before she left for college. We didn't become so close until she had left, and it was rather unfortunate that happened. I know that being with her for only a few months in a serious relationship doesn't seem like a whole lot, I get that, but we were close for a few years and we connected with each other like we never had with anyone else. I'm not one to get attached to people fast, so the fact that with her, it was quick really says far more about her than about me. And she was the same way. It seemed so perfect. And it really was. There were, of course, times where we didn't get along, but it was never anything we weren't past in ten minutes. When you talk to someone for thousands of hours about millions of things, to not disagree for more than a few minutes is a big feat. Our lives were entwined with one another's, we became dependent upon one another. The other being there to talk to and sleep with on the phone wasn't just a daily thing, it was the way the day was planned. It's hard to really explain what she meant to, and will always mean, to me. It's not easy for some people to grasp how I could get so attached to someone in such a short period of time. And maybe some of you will blow off our relationship since the best times of it were spent a thousand miles away. There are some connections that really transcend distance, and ours was that connection. This may sound stupid to some of you, and it sounds stupid to me too, but when she died last Wednesday evening, I saw it in my head. I saw a head-on collision, and I just knew she was gone. And when her mother told me the next day, when she told me how she died and when, it was exactly how and when I saw it. I am not one to think those sorts of things, like, believe in that kind of stuff. Anyways, to those of you who didn't question the validity of her death, thank you for your kind words of support and I know I'll get through this with the help of my friends, my family, and such. To those of you who had the nerve to ask me if it was true, I'm sorry I even allowed you to think such things, and I assure you, this is true, I wish it wasn't. I'd give anything in the world to have this all be a lie. But, it's not. She's truly dead.