I had this crush that I met when I was 14, and we almost dated, but I didn't because of peer pressure. We never associated again in high school, but I tried to hook up after high school. She eventually stopped returning my calls. I talked to her on facebook a few years later when I created one, but she eventually deleted me. I fantasized about being with her for fifteen years. Even though I didn't actively pursue her, I held out some small hope that she would come around. In the back of my mind, I sometimes wondered what the odds were of getting together. I don't know a woman in the world that looks quite like her- she's a little heavy set, but everything about her turned me on. But tonight, I wrote a good bye letter (you know the ones, you're not supposed to mail them.) I actually teared up as I wrote it. I just burned it in the back yard.
Not trying to be melodramatic. Just needed to give myself closure to that.
15 Apr 2011, 5:42 am
