The Last Part of Me

[beroq]

"I have been feeling sad and hallow inside recently. You are going thorugh the same emptiness now. Empty as a coke can left by the ragged man begging in front of the Wallgreen that you and I know very well -- Begging for a few changes that we might never need. Empty as the leftover forsaken by the last consumer on the table at Subway that you and I had tried two days ago.

We both know what emptiness might bring about. Have you ever made a confession? Has something compelled you to disclose the last part of you? I see you try to make yourself forget what you are forced to do by throwing your elegant body into cozy bars to kill your unique self and pretend you were never subjected to the question of your meaning in this life.

My friend, today, I am feeling hollow because you make me sorry as I know you do not give yourself what you deserve. I wish I could have done something about that. Unfortunately, my hollowness makes me weak and undecided even though I never try to conceal it behind the crystal glass. How great it would be if you could see me crying out silently to tell you what my closed lips did not let out to reach to your ears. Can't you open your heart? Or, have you already opened it and been waiting for me to rush into?

The last part of me loves you. The last part of me adores you. The last part of me wants you to notice my existence. You are walking in my territory with silken steps and make me wish that I had the courage to be what I wanted to be. Do I have a chance to fill the hollowness in me? Come and save me from the darkness of misery and helplessness and let me save you from the barren pursuit of satisfaction that you are looking for in the killing addiction of apathy toward yourself."

He wrote the last sentence more slowly than the previous ones, giving much thought on it and folded the sheet into two with great care and put it into a yellow envelope. Then he got up, walked up to the mail box beside the street lamp and the letter slided from his hands into the box through the narrow slit.
He walked away in a hurry and turned the corner to leave the mail box by itself.

[prendrelemick]

slided ?


I feel that the story of which the letter is a part would be a more interesting read. (Its that narrative flow thing)

I like the concept of the "last part" of a person though.

[beroq]

slided ?

Is this a wrong usage?

English not being my native tongue, I might make some grammatical mistakes, I know.

As far as I know "to slide" is used both as a transitive and intransitive verb.
T
The idea of "one's last part" is used to allude to the fact that the protagonist's deep love is about to be consumed due to the apathy from the loved one's side.

[prendrelemick]

Slid, I think. But I dont know what a transitive or an intransitive verb is. Your English is excellent by the way.

[SoonerSoul]

I've spoke English since birth and cherished the language, but I still make the odd mistake.
As somebody who tends to do this themselves I found the first sentence about the empty can going into too much detail, I don't know if anybody else sees this as a flaw, but I found it slightly overdone.

[prendrelemick]

spoken ;)

[beroq]

As somebody who tends to do this themselves I found the first sentence about the empty can going into too much detail, I don't know if anybody else sees this as a flaw, but I found it slightly overdone.

You might be right, indeed.

"Empty as a coke can left by the ragged man begging in front of the Wallgreen that you and I know very well --"

I see there are five descriptions in one sentence, all of which is somehow tied to the "coke can" pointed out here. That's mainly because I like to play with words very much. This is something that Hemingway does despite that he is mostly extremely compact in his writing, with words used economically and diligently.