When I looked back on my life, my memories of you are the last thing I remember before I went down a path that nearly destroyed me. And so I have clung to the thought of you all along. At some of the hardest pockets in life, I have envisioned myself back in those tunnels with you, and felt safe.
My heart is warmed to know you again, to know you’re happy, and to know you’ve thought and cared about me all along. Most importantly, you have a beautiful girlfriend who I could tell in thirty seconds of meeting her that she loved you and would treat you the way I would want you to be treated. A way that I would probably be incapable of myself.
Thank you for reminding me of pure, soft, innocent side of my life.
Dear Chris,
While our relationship was an immature, college one, I will always remember our laughter. I laughed more with you than anyone I’ve ever met. When I think back to the nine months we spent together, I think about lying in your king-sized bed (a luxury size not known by most at our age) and laughing like a hyena. I had the most fun with you, and when I’ve been presented with the challenge of what one person I would take with me to a deserted island, I’ve often thought of you.
Thank you for spending a small piece of your life with me, and for the laughter you brought to mine.
Dear Christian,
Oh Christian. How I loved you. There is no doubt in my mind that you were my very first and true love. You brought such meaning and depth to my world. Your poetry, your ponderings, your fascinations, your cooking, your music, your love; all enriched me and have stayed with me to this day. I had never experienced romance before you and you literally swept me off my feet and changed me for the better. I still remember sitting across from you at Mr. K’s (after we had ditched the opera out of boredom) and beginning to cry because I was so happy.
