7.11.2013

letters to tradaisa, opus three.


july tenth, in the living room whilst grimacing at jay leno.
darling, understand that it is okay to spend some time with yourself. to get to know yourself. to make your own food and leave your own mess and do your own thing. 

but it is not.good.for.man.to.be.alone. 

i am an introvert. yes, i'm extroverted as well, to an extent. but i thrive of my alone time. to recharge. i was created that way and no one can tell me different. depending on who you are, it may be hard for you to accept new people into your life. maybe the idea of meeting someone else makes you nervous (because there isn't always a mutual friend to save you), maybe speaking isn't your forte. 

but there are people, precious, that are brought into your life for a reason. and i'm not talking about romantic relationships - i'm talking about friends. i'm talking about the person that will let you call them even if they have limited minutes. i'm talking about the person that will indeed stroke your back even if you hate being touched (sometimes, even if you don't know it, that's all you need). i'm talking about the person that will cry with you, that will cry to God in praise because of you, that will not ever have the will to leave you.

i'm going to need you to be big and brave, because this requires a swell chest and eye-contact. 
and before i say anything else, know that you are not small, you are beautiful. (thanks, charlie.)

i'm going to need you to be big and brave and small and meek and i'm going to need you to accept this person into your life. you may or may not know that they will become what they might now be to you. maybe you'll get an inkling in your solar plexus, i don't know. but let them in.

because "there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears / and love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears / get over your hill and see what you find there / with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair." (mumford&sons.)


and once you let them in, you too will not be willing to let them out.

this letter isn't precisely to you, ocean, but rather about you. thank you for listening to me tonight. i don't think i'll cry myself to sleep again after all.

love, 

jo.

{letters to [for; about] my best friend while i'm away that signify how much she means to me, with tears that don't end up being shed on long nights saved for when i get back.}

6 comments :

  1. i love this. it's so real. it's what i'd say to my bestie. keep feeling from your heart. you have a way with words.

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  2. Can I use the third and fourth paragraph for a post on my Wordpress blog? Your writing, even to other people, are so inspiring.

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    1. yes ma'am! you can do anything you like. just credit back. :) <3

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  3. Oh, this was so, so good...you've always had a magical. superb way with words! :)

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sometimes i do not understand why you guys like me so much, but the fact that you do (and that you keep coming around) makes me happier than you can even imagine.

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