Until I see you again. This note is to you. You've been a part of my life that I cannot forget. I will be having a normal day, a happy day, when I see something mundane. Whether it be two children fighting over a stuffed animal or a car being driven down the road, you pop into my head. I will think of Ender's Game. The one line, "They never forgave us", finds it's way into my personal thoughts, and with it, comes you.
You said things like that, always quoting literature. I think that's what brought us together. You quoted books I had read while I quoted movies you had seen. You changed me. You showed me that books were more than just wasted paper. You brought knowledge and an inquisitive spirit into my heart. Multiple teachers had failed to do that during my high school career. How could such a simple person do so much?
I think I love you.
You know what else? I kept your letters. This may sound ridiculous, but getting letters in the mail is like Christmas day to me, and you wrote me 435 letters. I always wrote back. Of course, we both wrote of our escapades in the outside world. Our room could never reach from Tokyo to Charleston.
Remember the boy you met? And the girl I met? I wish things could have worked as well between me and her as the did between you and him. Of course, being so close to the bible belt didn't help. We had to meet in private, and whenever I kissed her, I wished she was you. She and I had a fine relationship, running away for weeks at a time and going out and living, but she knew. She broke a kiss once and told me, "You love someone else." I didn't bother denying it, but I did tell her that I liked her, and being with her made things...better.
Her smile became sad as she requested, "Please tell me it's a boy. I want to be your only girl."
I was shocked she could have been so selfish as to announce such a want, but I was honest with her. "He's with someone in Tokyo. He writes me at least once a week. I like being with you, but if he came home, then I'd be with him, hopefully forever."
"I can respect that, but please, I want to be your only girl. I think I fell for you, and I don't want to see any other girl going for you." That was as deep as we ever got, but it was fun with her, even though it was looked down on. Your relationship was spectacular, though. Not a hitch, at least, that's what I deduced from your letters.
You said things like that, always quoting literature. I think that's what brought us together. You quoted books I had read while I quoted movies you had seen. You changed me. You showed me that books were more than just wasted paper. You brought knowledge and an inquisitive spirit into my heart. Multiple teachers had failed to do that during my high school career. How could such a simple person do so much?
I think I love you.
You know what else? I kept your letters. This may sound ridiculous, but getting letters in the mail is like Christmas day to me, and you wrote me 435 letters. I always wrote back. Of course, we both wrote of our escapades in the outside world. Our room could never reach from Tokyo to Charleston.
Remember the boy you met? And the girl I met? I wish things could have worked as well between me and her as the did between you and him. Of course, being so close to the bible belt didn't help. We had to meet in private, and whenever I kissed her, I wished she was you. She and I had a fine relationship, running away for weeks at a time and going out and living, but she knew. She broke a kiss once and told me, "You love someone else." I didn't bother denying it, but I did tell her that I liked her, and being with her made things...better.
Her smile became sad as she requested, "Please tell me it's a boy. I want to be your only girl."
I was shocked she could have been so selfish as to announce such a want, but I was honest with her. "He's with someone in Tokyo. He writes me at least once a week. I like being with you, but if he came home, then I'd be with him, hopefully forever."
"I can respect that, but please, I want to be your only girl. I think I fell for you, and I don't want to see any other girl going for you." That was as deep as we ever got, but it was fun with her, even though it was looked down on. Your relationship was spectacular, though. Not a hitch, at least, that's what I deduced from your letters.
