(sharing your stories, one post at a time.)

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Feeling So Lonely Today...

Hey J,

Today, a day like today, where no one else can be found and not a thing to do.... or rather want to do... I would always have you. I would call you up, you would convince me to come ova... I wouldn't want to b/c it would be to cold but you would make the offer so enticing by proclaiming to make the slamminest chicken curry or tacos and then promise we'd go c a movie.  Then, when i got there you would make me move furniture all around watch ESPN, although that one time you made me watch Brahm Stroker's Dracula which was surprisingly good.  Then play all the music you had on your computer,  and right before I would leave you would find some excuse like you were burning a cd for my sister...only 15minutes to go,or you had to show me a picture... then you would be like sleep ova...and we could play Wii... like we were kids. You never wanted to be alone...i didn't pick up on it until after well you know.  You always like to ride bikes! I remember that summer we rode all around the city and u got squished between a NYC bus and a cabbie... then when you got that new bike the very next day it was stolen right in front of the Law department.  You always said me and you would have been a better couple than you and my sister...lol....truth is we probably would've since we made such great pals.  You were my big bro, my "go to guy," i must admit my little bro has been doing a great job lately with that...you know how complicated life can get for me...or how i can make it...we are the ones who make it complicated.  So much I want to say and discuss but its just been to hard...its just not the same without you...For a while there we were two peas in a pod... You drove me insane with your farting sounds anytime someone innocently leaned over...You were and always will be my BFF... no one will take that title!  You've impacted my life more than you will ever know... I am thankful that God placed you in my life...I feel blessed to have known you.  I cant believe that i'm writing this to you and you won't reply...I'm so hurt that you are gone....i luv you....kinda dont want to stop writing i feel like you can hear me...it feels like you are talking to me.  Our conversations are still so very distinct...I hope you will not be mad at me b/c i've tried to forget you...just so I won't feel the pain and reality of it all.  But I guess we have to feel it to accept it... and by accepting it we can live with it...and when we start living again that's how your memory will remain constant, and through our memories of you that is how you remain with us.  Still cant help but feel that it's just not fair...not you...not you.... Still haven't erased your number in my contacts got a new phone and everything i guess it's part of the process.  You know that day...That Wednesday when i called  you and you didn't answer I was trying not to think anything bad happened...It's weird but that weekend, memorial day weekend this overwhelming feeling of sadness permeated throughout me.  I felt like the world was going to end.  I spoke to you that Sunday and you were trying to get me to go to that party.  I didn't know that would be the last time i would talk to you, you gave me some boy advice, you had just purchased your suit for the big day.  When i was down you would always say it could be worse and give me some outrageous story of what the situation could've been... You made me appreciate and love my family so much more because you allowed me to see them in a different light each time I would complain about silly things my brother did or how my sister was being to overprotective and how my Mom would, well be such a Mom even though i was 27 and had the right to do whatever i wanterd.  But that's the great thing about friends... they make us see things that only someone looking in from the outside could.  Only thing i regret is not going with you and the family to Ireland...I have that post card....and the pic of my name in the sand...Don't think I'll ever be ok with you being gone....but I'm trying to get to a place of accepting it....I know God has a plan for us all it's up to us to accept his will in our lives...and if this was part of his will then who am I to question it.  I can be angry with it...but i still believe in God's will so...I will continue to pray for you, your family, and all of us who have suffered in your absence.  Miss u... I dont feel so lonely anymore. 

Your Pal,

Kimmy
 



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fish out of water

i swear, i promise, on my unborn children, i dont *want* to be mad at you. really you need to believe this. you came to me in my dream last night after months of silence. so crystal fucking clear you were, standing in front of me, telling me over and over there was nothing you could do. i was giving you that look, you know, *that* look, that look i give you when i think you are totally full of shit, that you are trying to pull yet something else over, trying to make us believe that whatever story youve concocted was actually true! and you'll let that shit go on for days if you could, then when i finally start believing you out of nowhere you turn around and say,

"nah, i was just kidding. how could you believe that anyway??"

because i wanted to believe every fantastic story you told.

you were so damn convincing, coloring even the more boring, most mundane shit so bright like it was alice in fucking wonderland. your eyes lit up, and you would get so happy and excited once we realized, damn, we've been duped again! and we'll stand there like, yo, that shits not funny yo. for real.

and we'll laugh anyway.

so needless to say, in my dream, i thought you were full of it. of course you could have done something more. i mean, how am i to really believe that someone as big as you fucking are can't turn himself over in bed?

you were pacing in the dream, shifting in your feet. i could tell you were being "for serious" this time. there was a small gathering in your honor on a small bridge during this carnival. there were boats made up as floats, like you would see in the macy's parade, but on water, coming towards the bridge.

look at this shit, you said. i dont want any of this. why the fuck they wasting their time?

it was a carnival to celebrate you, but nobody was happy. everyone was still grieving your death. then a bunch of kids came out with rifles and started shooting at us, trying to kill us. it was implied that this was how we could stay with you. someone shot ryan, i carried him, begging him to breathe. you were gone, and it was hectic. you werent there but i knew you were "there," you just couldnt do anything. it was all out of your control. but i knew you were still there. i felt you watching.

i woke up then. just a few minutes ago. i was wheezing and it was hard to breathe. like i was jogging across the bridge the way you used to. in my dream you were so clear and so real... but there was absolutely nothing you could do to save us from the chaos that was right around the corner from the carnival.

every once in a while, daniel catches me. i try to hide it now, i wont front. i dont want anyone to see me hyperventilating, sobbing, tears streaming down my face. like now as i write this while everyone else is still sleeping. when im doing dishes, or folding laundry, or taking a shower. times like this i just cant control it, i just cant hold it in anymore. i try to push it down and make it go away, but i miss you so much - it just takes over.

so, i know what you mean, james, about things being out of our control.

that there's only so much you can do.

and like you said, there's only so much you can do.

maybe im still looking for something to blame, is all,

because im finding it so hard to believe that you are dead. gone. laying in a grave that i have to visit since they day they put your body in the ground.

instead i'll ask daniel to take me to coney island, to the aquarium.

you love your fish, and now i know why.

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Friday, January 23, 2009

I miss you...James...




I am overly sad.
I miss you so much.
i don't know what to do
with myself sometimes.
Something reminds me
ever so slightly of you,
then it touches off a transcending
trail of thoughts.
The pain gets me right in the chest
throbs in my ears and clouds my head.

I can't imagine how those you saw
daily, how they feel.
How they miss the smiles and laughter.
How they miss the coffee and bagels.

Is this suppose to be this hard?????????
?????????????????????????????????

I cannot breathe...


Love,
~Kamela

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Thursday, January 22, 2009

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~No one did life like you~

oxox
~Kamela

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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

time...




time goes by so fast.
laughter goes uncounted,
unless it's gone.
those phone calls you
expect but pretend not to,
mean the most.
I'll always wonder why you
called me on the day before
my birthday.
it was the strangest thing,
but it became familiar.
it's tomorrow.
and I expect the phone to
have already rung.
I can hear the conversation
in my head.
Not much longer than 2 minutes and
21 seconds.
Happy Birthday from you to me.

P.S.
I'm expecting to see a butterfly tomorrow...
~Kamela

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Monday, January 19, 2009

Thinking of you...




There's so much you miss.
So much of life misses you.
I am torn between grandly moving on
and sulking and missing you.
My steps are uncertain and this life just
doesn't seem picturesque anymore.
What perfection of life is left,
when you feel one less.

I feel ashamed to miss you sometimes.
Am I worthy of such a displacement.

A hug is what I need.
You gave them greatly.
Freely. Always.
I miss you dear friend.

oxoxo
~Kamela

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Thursday, January 15, 2009

Angels...




~~~"Pay attention to your dreams - God's angels often speak directly to our hearts when we are asleep."~~~




~Kamela

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009

missing you...




For my once in my lifetime...
you were my "heaven scent"...
at a point in my life, you were
the sweetest of the sweet
with me.
I can only recall vanilla.
sneaking into movies, one after the
next.
chicken cutlet. chelsea piers.
ice skating. central park.
batting cages. football practice.
heaven.
walks all around NYC.
family.
Playboy.
Oh, the playboy! I've never seen before
and you, you had boxes and boxes.lol
it was yucky to me.  what did I know?
Marilyn. Stevie. Michael. both.
notes. letters. declarations of all kinds.
all the girls. I was secretly jealous of...
but why was that? I asked myself why not?
how could everyone not want a piece of him???
The "No newspapers on the couch!"
Basketball. the writing. writing. writing.

I miss it.
I miss the "we" we became after the "we"
we were.
I miss you so so so so much.
I miss your ever belief in me!!
No matter what is it, I could do it. According to
you!

Heaven Scent, you always were to me.
Always will be...
Forever Angel...

~Kamela

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I remember a birthday gift you gave me,
just a few years ago.
You asked Kim to give it to me.
And she refused.  lol
She hated being caught between the
two of us.  lol
It was a heart shaped glass bottle,
with pink bath salts in it.
It was so pretty.
It wasn't until a year after that
did I find the butterflies that you
hid in the bath salts.
It was the sweetest ever......

Sorry, I started the butterfly frenzy
years ago.
But I'm glad it stuck!!

oxoxox
~Kamela

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Monday, January 12, 2009

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That face of yours is missed!!!!

~Kamela

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Friday, January 9, 2009

I told her it's okay...






My Mom came to me this morning.
She had tears in her eyes.
She went to the store this morning,
and she heard a song that reminded
her of ...well you know...
She said she was sorry that she made me
cry this early in the day.
I told her it's ok,
that she didn't bring up any feelings or thoughts
that weren't already there.
She didn't stir any emotions that I don't
feel everyday.

There are  a handful of people that are with me
all day long. you are one of them....

Love,
~Kamela

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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

missing you...





You stir in my heart tonight,
I miss you James.


your buddy,
~Kamela   
:0)

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Monday, January 5, 2009

Thankyou





So thanks for keeping me safe last night.
that could have been really bad!

~oxoxox
Kamela


 

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Friday, January 2, 2009

i took you for granted.

when will the guilt go away?

xzx

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Happy New Year

Happy New Year James
I went on vacation and for two days straight I couldn't stop thinking about you
I missed you so much, but like Zaida said you are making your rounds again
and I know she is right about that
Even though you aren't here, I guess this is your way of saying don't forget about me
for the holidays
Although I was on vacation I wouldn't help wondering what you were doing
I was happy and did have a great time but I couldn't help but miss you
I know for a fact you would have said to me bitch because you are going
away you better not forget to call me  kak lol
I would never ever forget you James and how much you meant to me
I love you always 
Erin
 

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