posted by Just_me_12
Surprise. I know this probably feels a little bit morbid... But I just hate the idea that I'm not gonna be there to see آپ freak out over turning 30. I mean, it kills me not to be there. Heh-heh. That's funny. Okay. No, it's not. You're gonna be so impressed. I have a plan, baby. Can آپ believe it? I've written آپ letters. Letters that will be coming to آپ all sorts of ways. I waited till your birthday. I figured آپ weren't stepping out of the house for a while. Letter number one will be arriving tomorrow. Now, آپ must do what I say, okay? Don't try to figure out how the letters are coming. It's too brilliant and it'll ruin my plan. Just go along with me on this. Because the thing is, I just can't say goodbye yet. So for starters. I want آپ to get dolled up, and just go out and celebrate tonight. Go out with your girlies. I hereby free آپ from a party with your family, especially your mom. Oh, man, your mom's there, isn't she? Mm. Shit. Sorry, Patricia. It isn't that I don't love you, but she needs to get a little crazy. So have a slice of the bloody cake, put on your dress and get out of the apartment. Denise, make a plan. Just leave me with John, okay? And know that wherever I am, I'm missing you. Happy birthday.
I love you."
Save yourself bruises and buy yourself a bedside lamp. And remember, a disco diva must look her best. Go buy yourself a knock-out outfit. You'll need it for when my اگلے letter comes. And I know آپ hate your job, but I'll help. Look for a sign. You'll know what to do.
P.S. I love you.
Go on disco diva! Karaoke this month. Perform and آپ never know, آپ might be rewarded...
P.S. I love you.
My leather جیکٹ is for you. I always loved the way that looked on you. But the rest of my stuff, آپ don't need it. Make some space in that bloody apartment for yourself. Go on. It's time, baby.
P.S. I love you.
Hey, Big Mama.
Make sure my baby has a good time. Make sure آپ and John do everything آپ wanna do, whenever آپ wanna do it. And make sure my baby does things. I want آپ to take her fishing. And be sure to give yourself a big, sweaty pony-boy kiss from me.
Denise, take ہولی to Whelan's, my پسندیدہ pub. There's beautiful موسیقی to be heard, beautiful people to be around. And Denise, you're going to heaven for being my baby's friend. I'm making all the arrangements up here for you. Got a few hot men lined up. I hear Ben Franklin's hung like a racehorse.
To my Galway Girl:
You're an angel for seeing my folks. I told آپ my mom didn't hate your guts. Well, آپ know, anymore. آپ are now standing in my fort, where I did all my big thinking. This is where I stood thinking about آپ after the very first time we met. آپ didn't look real to me at first. I never saw so many colors on one girl before... But آپ looked like آپ belonged out there, all right. آپ and all your colors. Do آپ remember the first thing آپ ever کہا to me? ("I'm lost.") Oh, آپ didn't look lost, not to me. At first, the no-talking thing didn't last. Before long, I couldn't get آپ to shut up. But آپ were so cute, trying to impress me with William Blake and all your grand plans. I had no idea what آپ were talking about... I didn't have a clue, actually. I loved آپ right then and there. Life had changed as I knew it. And now it's changed again, love. See, I don't worry about آپ remembering me... It's that girl on the road آپ keep forgetting. "My business is to create. It doesn't even matter what آپ do." آپ told me that, remember? P.S. So go home. Go find it. Find that thing that makes آپ like nobody else. I'll help. Look for a sign.
I don't have much time. I don't mean literally, I mean you're out buying ice cream and you'll be ہوم soon. But I have a feeling this is the last letter, because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn't to go down memory lane یا make آپ buy a lamp, آپ can take care of yourself without any help from me. It's to tell آپ how much آپ اقدام me, how آپ changed me. آپ made me a man, سے طرف کی loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful... Literally. If آپ can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, یا unsure, یا آپ lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank آپ for the honor of being my wife. I'm a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. آپ made my life, Holly. But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as آپ know it ends.
P.S. I will always love you.
آپ کہا آپ wanted me to fall in love again... And maybe one دن I will, but there are all kinds of love out there. This is my one and only life... And it's a great and terrible and short and endless thing... And none of us come out of it alive. I don't have a plan except that it's time my mom laughed again. She's never seen the world. She's never seen Ireland, so I'm taking her back to where we started. Maybe now she'll understand. I don't know how آپ did it, but آپ brought me back from the dead. I'll write to آپ again soon.
P.S. Guess what.