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Post by Teahouse Keeper on Nov 8, 2006 11:53:24 GMT -5
How's my baby? Been missing coming to Teahouse. I haven't been a good keeper ne. Gomen. I have been...busy. Neglected you. You must forgive me. At least, you're running smoothly. And everything looks fine. Emoticons are all showing. *nodding* Good. *pats Teahouse* It's good Teahouse exists on its own even when I'm not around. But I have neglected you and I am sorry. Between you and me, I don't think I want to get new people to visit. Isn't it nice just the two of us? Don't have to worry about new people when I am not around. It's just you and me. I will sweep the floors again. *looking around at the dried leaves and windblown sand* Mm....I have seriously neglected you. *runs a finger along the dust on the edge of the table* Whoa.... *yawns* Can I sleep first? It's now close to 1 am. I am seriously....tired. Goodnight my beloved Teahouse.... *thinking of the old teahouse with its decks and waterfall...* Mmm.....
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Post by Teahouse Keeper on Nov 13, 2006 8:50:43 GMT -5
Ahh...looking at the old messages hurt. And I try not to do that unless I...think of someone. It is a pity but what is past is past. If once there was affection, it is forgotten by the one who gave it. Why do I sigh?
It felt good to be loved and needed. Stepping back gently, I had caused hurt that I wish had not been so. I am sorry to read and feel the hurt I had caused back then. But then, that person has recovered and recovered long ago.
Only my memory seems to remain. Only for me, that time stands still while the other's desire cooled pretty quick.
I miss that desire that wept when it was denied. My cruelty had reason. And I was most cruel. For that, I deeply apologise.
But then you do not remember, and all that is past. Yet, old messages bring everything back.
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