August 19, 2009
Love Letters
Believe it or not, first thing I did when I started living with my husband was to make “halungkat” his love letters from his exes. Man, I was curious. Have you ever read your bf or husband’s love letters from his ex? It’s weird, disturbing, and well, fun. I felt a teeny-tiny bit of jealousy at first but later on I turned into the bitch that I am and ridiculed each of the poor little notes.
Then of course, I read the ones that came from me. As expected, I loved my letters more. Hahahaha! They were of far better taste. The others just had better penmanship.
I asked my husband what he really loved about those other letters, but he didn’t answer. I guess it is wrong to ask it now, because it doesn’t have the same impact as when he received it.
And so looking back, I wish I had love letters from my exes too (I never received any, as in). So I’d know how it would feel to read it now, 15 years later.
Now that I’m married though, I’m not sure if I would still keep them. Not that my husband would mind but it might be inappropriate to keep memorabilia from long-dead relationships. But then again, there’s nothing wrong with keeping some souvenirs too, I guess. After all, that relationship made you who you are today. Maybe I’ll just be discreet about it. Keep it in a box and store in the basement, or in the attic, or bury it somewhere in the backyard.
Past love letters can only be as big a deal as you make it. After all, as Lucy Torres puts it (when she read Richard’s letters to Patricia Borromeo), “At least I’m the one reading them and storing them in the basement now. Not the other way around.”
Amen.
