Thursday, June 20, 2002
So I have to tell my blogging world something that happened as soon as I got into the office this morning.
I opened my email account to find the most wonderful message from Paul.
You see...yesterday...at the height of our huge arguement, we began sending mini emails back and forth.
This is how the dialogue went:
Paul: "You hurt me so much. You don't even realize it."
Joe: "Stop throwing things in my face. I wouldn't hurt you if you consistently didn't hurt me."
P: "I don't want to talk about this anymore."
J: "Fine. I get it."
P: "OH. I GET IT!"
J: "Go fuck yourself."
(At this point I begin sending him message upon message (53 to be exact) to his cell phone with only the number "1" written in the body of the email)
P: "Stop with the baby 1's."
J: "Fuck you. Leave me alone please."
(He does leave me alone for a bit and then I write:)
J: " :("
P: " :( X 10000"
J: " :( X 100000000000000000infinity"
J: "Call me please"
He then called and we had a short, but sweet conversation in which I got off very weird. (I was still very upset and hurt)
Last night I called him and left a message telling him that I loved him and that I missed him and hated fighting with him. I also said how much I fucking hate this long distance bullshit because we can never make up properly.
He never called back. But this morning I came in to find this message in my inbox:
Paul: "Here i am home again. Without tu. Again. I love you. I love you X 9999 infinity."
Are we serious? This is the reason I love this boy. He is so thoughtful and sweet. He took our conversation and turned it around into a beautiful thing. He may not be able to offer me everything that I need in this relationship, but what he can give, he does. BTW... "tu" means "you" in spanish. The message warmed my heart and definitely has started my day out on a very postive note. Any reminance of hurt that I had left over from yesterday has now been squashed. I still feel bad about the anger and frustration that we slung at eachother, but it happens. Thank God for Paul.
I love him so very much.
I opened my email account to find the most wonderful message from Paul.
You see...yesterday...at the height of our huge arguement, we began sending mini emails back and forth.
This is how the dialogue went:
Paul: "You hurt me so much. You don't even realize it."
Joe: "Stop throwing things in my face. I wouldn't hurt you if you consistently didn't hurt me."
P: "I don't want to talk about this anymore."
J: "Fine. I get it."
P: "OH. I GET IT!"
J: "Go fuck yourself."
(At this point I begin sending him message upon message (53 to be exact) to his cell phone with only the number "1" written in the body of the email)
P: "Stop with the baby 1's."
J: "Fuck you. Leave me alone please."
(He does leave me alone for a bit and then I write:)
J: " :("
P: " :( X 10000"
J: " :( X 100000000000000000infinity"
J: "Call me please"
He then called and we had a short, but sweet conversation in which I got off very weird. (I was still very upset and hurt)
Last night I called him and left a message telling him that I loved him and that I missed him and hated fighting with him. I also said how much I fucking hate this long distance bullshit because we can never make up properly.
He never called back. But this morning I came in to find this message in my inbox:
Paul: "Here i am home again. Without tu. Again. I love you. I love you X 9999 infinity."
Are we serious? This is the reason I love this boy. He is so thoughtful and sweet. He took our conversation and turned it around into a beautiful thing. He may not be able to offer me everything that I need in this relationship, but what he can give, he does. BTW... "tu" means "you" in spanish. The message warmed my heart and definitely has started my day out on a very postive note. Any reminance of hurt that I had left over from yesterday has now been squashed. I still feel bad about the anger and frustration that we slung at eachother, but it happens. Thank God for Paul.
I love him so very much.
