Jordy’s Letter
by
Lil AJ

“You know what Jordy, I can’t do this anymore.
“Isis…”
“Do you understand I could stab you in your neck right now? If you were here I could kill you I swear.”
“Isis…”
“What?”
“Its not what you think. I don’t want her.”
“Its always something and I’m tired of it. She can never seem to go home when she sees you. She’s sick with cramps and can’t walk. She took a grip of Flintstone vitamins and now she’s too fukked up to go home. What next?”
“Nothing.”
“You’re right because I’m not staying around to let anything else happen. You made your decision. Bye Jordy.”
“Isis don’t.”
“Bye.”
After that she hung up. That was it. Isis finally got tired of my back and forth bullshit. Well, it wasn’t so much as back and forth because I wasn’t dealing with my ex like that. I still saw her but nothing physical was going on. Isis was the one I felt for. Isis was the one I gave my time to. Isis was the one who I now dropped tears for. I was just trying to stay friends with my ex. I was just trying not to leave her in the cold. This was already hard enough as it is and I know what its like to want someone who doesn’t want you and its fukked up. Instead of just putting my ex on ice and having nothing to do with her I tried to keep it completely platonic, but she kept doing things to fukk that up and in turn ended up fukking up me and Isis. And it was my fault because I didn’t know how to just drop her and let her drown in her tears. So now I’m drowning in mine.
What kind of fool causes her own pain? One who is too stupid to see what’s standing in front of her because she is too busy looking behind her. Who sacrifices the most stable thing in their life for the most unstable thing? What makes a person give up her potential Mrs. Right for her definite Mrs. Wrong? What kind of idiot would do something like that? Me, that’s who.
She warned me, I can’t say that she didn’t, and I knew she was dead ass serious. Isis was never one to play games. Never. So what possessed me to test her? Its not that I was even trying to test her to be honest, but that’s what happened, and I failed. I tested her heart and her will and I failed miserably. I scored a big fat F for Fukk-up and ended up losing the only stable thing in my life. Four years of solid friendship thrown away for someone who fukked me over more times than I can count. Four years of unconditional love thrown away for someone who doesn’t have a clue as to what the word love really means and I doubt ever really will. Four years of pure and perfect bliss thrown away for someone who gave me pure and perfect Hell. So now I’m here heartbroken and with no one to blame but myself. The most perfect woman I’ve ever come across, my stability, my compliment, the Ice to my Fyre, gone. So all I can do is write a letter to her.
Princess,
I know my apologies mean nothing to you, and I know that you don’t believe that anything I ever felt was real, but it was. It really was. And I am sorry for everything. Nothing was worth this. Nothing was worth losing the best thing in my life. Nothing was worth losing my stability. Nothing was worth losing you.
As I sit here brokenhearted and knowing the meaning of “you don’t know what you’ve got ‘til its gone” first hand, I can’t do anything but sing another sad love song, this time to the tune of “If I Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time.” I wish I could. I really wish I could. It hasn’t even been a day without you and my life is upside down and I feel sick, sicker than I’ve ever been. No asthma attack has ever stopped my breathing like the phone call or the letter you gave me. Not all the scars I have put together are greater than the one that’s now on my heart where your name was. And for what? Nothing. Seriously nothing.
I knew I loved you before I met you and once we met it became more apparent. A much deeper and greater love than I ever thought imaginable with you came about and it was pure and special and the best thing I’ve ever felt. The love that comes from friendship. But now that the friendship is gone and the love still remains what is there left to do? Get my friend back? I’m trying.
I can’t believe that this is the complete and total end. Not you saying this is forever and meaning it. Not your feelings for me totally gone. Not you just leaving me just like that. Not you ever not forgiving me. Not your voice absent from my ears for eternity. Not you never holding me again or allowing me to hold you.
If it takes me forever I’ll fix this. I know how to fix it and I will. If I have to write you everyday, call you everyday and just stay on the phone for hours just listening to you breathe to prove to you that I can fix this I will. I just want you back. I can’t go through the rest of my life without you. It hurts too much. And I know if I’m hurting this bad you are too.
Just please let me fix this. Please. You are my compliment and I don’t know why I was fighting so hard not to just let what was happening happen. Princess, just give me one more chance to make things right.
Isis, I love you, and as much as you think I don’t--I do. Whatever it takes to prove that to you I will.

Losing My Mind Without You,
Jordy


Part 3

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