Name: Anonymous 2007-09-11 22:53 ID:RBev0PIh
Dear Mariana,
Ill never forget the day I first met you, the memory is ever so vivid in my mind; I was in my freshman year and we were at a football game and it started raining… And it was you, Camille Royer, some of her friends and I. We all piled into Camille’s little sports car and went to Steak and Shake. There wasn’t enough room in the car, so you sat on my lap… it was a pretty fun night. I paid for dinner for all the girls, one of the first acts of gentleman ship I tried to display for you. I don’t know what really happened after that…. We kind of lost contact, I went through sophomore year talking on and off with you, with a hello here and a “how are you?” there. And then junior year we reconnected and grew ever so close. You shared your boy problems with me; I shared my thoughts and guidance… It really meant a lot to me, however deep down inside I had fallen for you two years earlier. You are one of the most beautiful girls I have ever met. I listened to your boy problems, and tried to sway you away from those “bad asses” and tried to show you that there are good guys out there… You were talking to one. Although I realized I had attained that “friend” status, and that there wasn’t ever going to be anything more than a friendship. It hurts. I still and always will offer my guidance, support, and friendship, but there’s always a place deep down inside that will never be filled by your mutual care. A secret that lies within, never to be told… Until now.
Ill never forget the day I first met you, the memory is ever so vivid in my mind; I was in my freshman year and we were at a football game and it started raining… And it was you, Camille Royer, some of her friends and I. We all piled into Camille’s little sports car and went to Steak and Shake. There wasn’t enough room in the car, so you sat on my lap… it was a pretty fun night. I paid for dinner for all the girls, one of the first acts of gentleman ship I tried to display for you. I don’t know what really happened after that…. We kind of lost contact, I went through sophomore year talking on and off with you, with a hello here and a “how are you?” there. And then junior year we reconnected and grew ever so close. You shared your boy problems with me; I shared my thoughts and guidance… It really meant a lot to me, however deep down inside I had fallen for you two years earlier. You are one of the most beautiful girls I have ever met. I listened to your boy problems, and tried to sway you away from those “bad asses” and tried to show you that there are good guys out there… You were talking to one. Although I realized I had attained that “friend” status, and that there wasn’t ever going to be anything more than a friendship. It hurts. I still and always will offer my guidance, support, and friendship, but there’s always a place deep down inside that will never be filled by your mutual care. A secret that lies within, never to be told… Until now.