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Wednesday Afternoon  July 07/2004



Dear "You-Know-Who-You-Are,"

      How are you doing? I hope you're happy and enjoying life!

Can you believe that we're high school graduates now?! It's insane! Today makes yesterday feel like a thousand years past; so imagine how it feels to look back on our Senior Year from today - let alone our Freshman year! Life can always teach you something brand new with old knowledge. From the time period between September 2003 and now, I've learned that one year can hold the significance of an entire lifetime! What I mean is that one year can be so eventful to the point where it is almost uncharted by time. I can never forget you, because you

are my first and every-so-often, I learn a few things from our experience together.

      

      Sometimes, I want to HATE YOU for what you did to me! My mind often times flashes me back to those moments where I was made the source of embarassement in writing long, elaborate love letters and poems to you only to have you broadcast them to the eyes of EVERYBODY UNIMPORTANT! From there, I've learned to not-so-easily, not-so-quickly, and not-so-readily devulge myself into a person of interest. It's amazing how time manages to change everything! Ever since the first time I say you almost four years ago (I don't exactly remember the very first time), I have always been attracted to you. Although I now know what kind of person you are mentally and how shiesty your nature tends to be, I still hold a love for you......somewhere.

      

      It's not deep or passionate, but it's just the slightest of the intimate type characterized mostly by heartbreak, separation, and distance. Right now, I'm sitting in a secluded corner on the 2nd floor of the CPCC library. I'm at the edge of the window with a magnificent view of downtown Charlotte. It is such a beautiful, but very HOT, July afternoon! Watching the cars drive by and the people scurrying off to various points in their lives, I'm puzzled by the fact that life comes at you fast. Before you know it, it'll be years from now and you'll be reading this and many other letters, amazed at their authenticity to the time in which they were written. Leading back to you, I can't believe that I put this much thought into one person who has surely forgotten about me by now.

    

      But in truth, you could never forget about me. To you, I was different than the others. I left pieces of my inner soul in your possession in the form of written art. You have them still and you'll always keep them! At your lowest points in life, my words (written in lifetimes that do and will contrast our present & future predicaments) will always comfort you, give you beauty, make you feel loved, and care for you. You told an associate that I was crazy! NOT COOL! But that is a relic of the past that must never resurface again. You'll see me again, when I'm in college. You'll be bewildered by my physical transformation. You'll cringe at my mental superiority. One day, if our paths cross again, I will let out all the emotion I've kept bottled up & then ask you that inevitable 3-letter question: Why?

      

      This is the summer to remember. The summer after high school graduation, the summer of numbered childhood days dwindling away, the summer of last goodbyes, the summer of firefly emotions and feelings forever sealed in a timeless jar, and the summer before the start of our lives. This is it! We, as people in the same age group, will never ever feel the way we feel now! The fear, excitement, uncertainty, and anticipation for a new life waiting for us in a future that is always clouded. This time next year, I won't feel the same way as I do now, but I will have a more developed outlook on life. Tuesday September 09/2003 will forever live in my mind, because it was our first time together. I'm sure that day has since molded away into a fester of cobb-webbs in the back of your mind, but to me - it was a learning experience. To be honest, you were my first real kiss and I had never felt so wanted and loved by a person like I did on that day. Your eyes looked so dreamy, innocent, cute, and vulnerable.

      

      When I told you "I love you" for the very first time, you went wild and started kissing me hysterically, in a good way. We held hands & you said that you were about to cry, because no one had ever expressed that kind of love to you. NOTE! This was our FIRST time together, as in spending time together. In that spur of moments, we had talked, connected, kissed, had sex, and left wondering where to go with everything next. I don't regret the experience, but in the future, I won't ever let something like it happen again. I came into your life at your most crucial point. You & that other person had "broken-up" and were going through some very emotional shit. Then, I came along revealing to you that I had always found you attractive and that I wanted to love you in a way that was new to me. I wanted to be your BEST FRIEND. I'll never forget those messages you use to leave on my cell phone. You sounded so very sincere, genuine, and in love! That side of you is the part I tend to let overshadow your less-than-pleasing side that always seemed to dominate.

    

      But now, as I look back on those few happy times and those many times we dwelt with each other on a hostile stranger basis, I smile and tell myself: "It was all worth it!" It is so ironic how you were sitting two rows in front of me to the seat I was in during graduation. Of course, I was actin' a damn fool, enjoying the moment and being crazy. But mentally, I was looking around the sea of blue cap and gowns pinpointing everyone who was a part of MY high school story. Each person had their own unique visuals that will always stay in my mind. Seeing you in that cap & gown made me realize that this stage in my life is closing fast! I didn't want to graduate with leftover grudges, but I still carry them today. But, I'm glad I got the opportunity to wish you the best in your life as you walked away on the path to the rest of your life. I wish I would have actually talked to you right before the actual graduation ceremony when they had us waiting to come in. Maybe we could have put a definite close to all that stuff that was left floating around between us. We'll have our day for complete closure soon!



      Keep in mind always the fact that I'll always randomly think about you! You'll always be a source of poetic inspiration. I'll always have a distant love for you stored away in the farthest reaches of my conscious and heart. They'll be waiting for a day when I can finally reveal them to you. Now as July 7th begins to change into July 8th, I permanently end this letter with a reaffirmation that these words are timeless and will one day dance on the peripheral floors of your eyes. I do indeed love you for the great life lesson you have taught me:

              

                 NEVER GIVE YOUR HEART TO A STRANGER!