This is the story of a very troubled and emotional love affair that sparkled between two people who live in different continents, who happened to meet by chance. He: a married rock musician. She: just a regular city girl, who happened to bring this man to her country for work. This blog is an homage to their relationship, where some of their correspondence will be posted in chronological order. Also, some reflections on human relationships, love, commitment, marriage and sex. The main characters are E (her) and M (him). All strike-through text is signal that the actual information has been changed for anonymity purposes. Go to "The Letters" tab to read all the emails.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Oh really?? Why don’t you give it a try? If you ask as anon I won’t publish my answer and you’ll never know for sure. That’s the beauty of Tumblr isn’t it? If you come off anon I wouldn’t tell u either, but I am really interested in knowing how did you get to whatever conclusion you’re getting at, as you say it wasn’t obvious.
Does anybody else have guesses?? Ah, this is fun!!
The affair is over
The preceding post is the last update I’ll make to this blog.
The affair is over now. After I came back from that disastrous encounter, we’ve never seen each other again, and we will never plan another meeting.
It is pointless to continue posting the emails that came after that. All of them were just pathetic exchanges from a brokenhearted girl to the object of her affection.
We have continued to write each other with some frequency. There were times when the correspondence was painful and dark. Then it turned into real conversations between two dear friends. Lately, they were kind of too friendly, to the point where we were again having internet sex. However, that is over now, because I realized that it was not a good thing for me.
We have agreed to remain friends, and to keep a healthy relationship, whatever that means.
I want to thank you all again for reading this story. It has been very helpful for me, and I’ve been able to connect with people and offer and take advice on these matters of the heart.
Love and good bye!.
A train wreck.
“I have never known or had any positive expectations of what the future holds for us. It might well be a train wreck in a few months, but in the present, you are part of my life, a big part of it as it is, and I want you in it”.
I wrote that to you in an email a couple of months ago. Now I wanted to write you this, as a sort of epilogue of what the US was.
I’m aware that the US was a disaster. I really was a mess, I had been for a while before going, and I’m not sure if I’m still am. Right now I feel pretty calm, I can say I am ok. But I have been going up and down for so long, I don’t know what tomorrow will be. I know you’ve been battling too, with your own emotions and your feelings. This has, as I predicted, become a train wreck.
The last time I ever saw him.
I wrote that last email from the Top of the Rock in NY, I was crying my eyes out, sitting on a window sill, writing on my iPod. I was crushed. But I was also in survival mode, I was in a beautiful city, so I decided to keep going. I spent the day in the city, went to the High Line and then had a really nice meal. I knew that when I went back to my hotel I would be devastated, and I just wanted to be really tired so I could go to bed and try to forget that M was there, but I couldn’t see him. He didn’t want to see me.
#monogamy #fidelity #marriage #adultery (Taken with Instagram at St. Theresa’s College-Library)
It was an honest mistake
I’m so sorry. I completely blew the very last chance I will ever get. But you did make it clear beforehand that you might not be up for it, so the blame is really on me. I came here with lots of hopes, but in reality very little expectations. I didn’t mean to call you at all, the front desk put me through and I hung up, next thing I know my phone is ringing and you’re on the line. I guess I just wanted to make sure I had a friend nearby in town, I never meant to harrass you or just show up there. But I guess it doesn’t really matter how it happened, it just did.
I think the fact that I’m here and you prefer not to see me is proof of where we stand. I remember the first time I was here, it was so magical. I thought I could wipe out all the upsetness maybe for a couple of days so that I could see you one last time and leave things on a lighter note than they were in LA. I still think I can, but if you don’t think so, then I’ll have to accept it.
I don’t regret coming here, it’s always a good thing to travel and experience new things, and I really like this city. It’s been quite a journey for me.
I apologize again for giving you such a bad start to your day, it was an honest mistake. I hope you get through it ok.
x
I just don’t feel it’s a good thing for me
Well, this is unfortunate E. I know the main reason you came here was me, and I’m also sorry that I didn’t acknowledge you yesterday when you said you’d got here, but you also know how I was feeling about this, how ambivalent I was about your trip.
It hasn’t changed, and I’m not going to say that waking me up at 8.30 this morning has strengthened my feelings either way, it wouldn’t be true. But I’ve weighed it all up E and I just don’t feel it’s a good thing for me. I’m already exhausted from this trip, from everything that has happened in the last week, and I’m kind of on the last reserves of my emotional strength. I’m tired, I miss home. I just want peace and quiet, minimal drama and common sense. I can’t say I think of seeing you as being particularly damaging for either of us, I’m sure it’s all no-strings now and very free, but there’s a difference between fun sexual urges and just a desire for calm and simplicity. Today, my last full day here, I just want the latter. I’m sorry.
xxx
M
August 9th
xxx
I’m really sorry. I was only trying to find out if you were there, which on its own is pretty dumb. Never thought about going there though. I’m honestly sorry.
E
August 9th
