There will always be something you wish you said, but didn't. Break ups happen. Romantic breakups; best friend break ups; even people who grow apart want closure, or wish they'd had the courage to say so. And that doesn't even consider those who want to be in a serious relationship, but don't feel like their feelings will be reciprocated. 15-year-old Emily started the "Dear My Blank" Tumblr, to give people an outlet to share their feelings anonymously.
She started it in March, and within the first week had 300 submissions, Emily told Buzzfeed. She'd always written letters that she never intended to send (to her crushes, teachers and parents) and wanted to see if others had notes they'd been holding on to. She created a forum where people could share those notes. It's cathartic, but is also becoming a platform for people to connect and talk openly. Many contributors reach out to discuss similar ~love sagas~ and provide support.
“No matter how isolating what you’re going through may be, someone somewhere has gone through it too and knows exactly what you’re feeling,” Emily said. “It’s easy to forget that.”
Here are a few submissions:
The unrequited love
S,
I love you in such a profound way that sometimes I can’t tell if it’s because how dearly I value our friendship or how strong the chemistry is between us. Sometimes it’s hard to be friends when you look at me like you feel this too, but it would be harder to risk losing you again. So it’s okay, I don’t mind loving you from a safe distance while I try to get my shit together.
P.s. I could make you so much happier than she ever could and we both know it.
-C
The poet's heart
M,
Sometimes when the night is soft and dark,
I remember the nights that were softest and darkest,
When they were filled with your words meant for me,
I miss those nights because they were soft and dark and mine.
Sometimes, when your voice is soft and dark,
I remember when your voice was softest and darkest,
When it’s whisper was meant for me,
I miss that voice because it was soft and dark and mine.
Sometimes when your eyes are soft and dark,
I remember those eyes that were softest and darkest
That were filled with tenderness meant for me,
I miss those eyes because they were soft and dark and mine.
All the time, when I look at you,
I remember those nights, that voice and those eyes that were softest and darkest,
When they were all meant for me,
I miss you because you were soft and dark and mine.
Yours,
C
The movin' on
Dear J,
I don’t miss you anymore. It’s pretty great.
M
The really movin' on, fine line style
Dear N,
I don’t think I love you. I don’t think I hate you. But I think I forgive you.
The friend love
S,
I love you in such a profound way that sometimes I can’t tell if it’s because how dearly I value our friendship or how strong the chemistry is between us. Sometimes it’s hard to be friends when you look at me like you feel this too, but it would be harder to risk losing you again. So it’s okay, I don’t mind loving you from a safe distance while I try to get my shit together.
P.s. I could make you so much happier than she ever could and we both know it.
-C
XOXO GOSSIP GIRL (?).
