Hey, haven’t legitimately spoken to
you in almost an entire year, despite seeing you in about one class every
school day through the duration of that year. Now I’m going to write you
this a-propos-of-just-about-nothing missive. Ha ha I’m just going to own
up to that awkwardness now, as well as the fact that I have no excuse for it.
There isn’t a particularly strong
likelihood that I’ll ever see you again, a fact which allows me to write this
without significant repercussions. Even though I did the same the last
time I said anything to you in person, I wanted to thank you one more time.
Yes, I’m going to say nice things about you and you are just going to
deal.
The experience I had with you
smoothed flaws I hadn’t previously been able to fix on my own. It gave me
a faith and optimism for relationships to match my overpowering cheeriness on
the subject of just about everything else, a faith I really needed. You
know I didn’t know what it was like to have something real, and I’m forever
going to owe you for being willing to try me under those circumstances.
I want to tell you that I did and
still do think that you are incredibly giving, selfless when it matters, and
unquestionably smarter than me. I'm really happy I met you, and through
you (funny old world, this one), Kate.
Replies are difficult, so you don’t
need to feel an obligation to send one.
Just….thanks, and good luck, with
everything.
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