The Past

Sometimes running from your past catches up to you.

Most people from my childhood do not recognize me and I would like to keep it that way.

But a week ago, someone from my high-school years resurfaced. Someone that I wrote many many many letters to (yeah that makes me old AF). I never got any letters back. I assumed that after all this time that it had become some stupid high-school puppy love that I was only too embarrassed about to even talk about.

I have tried to track him down for the last 20 years, as I have the rest of our original group. I have found 95% of the group with three being deceased. Anyway, I never expected to hear from him. Ever.

I was a foolish teenager much like the person that I am today. Anyway.

He saved all my letters. I found out. He never got the nerve up to ever write me back.

My best friend wants to make it a love story but it isn’t like that. We are states apart and have two very different lives. What really means something to me is that at that part in my life, I mattered to someone.

Thats all I ever wanted.

~ by goddess4ever on November 18, 2019.

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