I always run a week behind on these, since they are posted so late in the day for my location.
Dear ________, I’m sorry we never __________. Fill in the blanks, then elaborate.
Dear Brian, I'm sorry we never slept together. You were my first real love. Our relationship ended all too soon. Even though she never met me, your mother decided that she didn't like me. You were seventeen and still in high school. I was an eighteen year old college freshman. She considered our vast age difference (one year, gimme a break!) to be a problem. You needed someone yor own age, she said. She forced your hand in our break-up. We were both so young and stupid. Neither of us had the courage to go against her wishes. I don't believe that you wanted the relationship to end any more than I did, but she convinced you that you would be better off with some girl in your high school class. I can still remember how you made me laugh. "Where is Grandview Ave?" Do you remember that? I remember that we shared the same interests, both of us being aspiring young musicians. There was so much that we could have done if we stayed together. Time caused my dreams of those days to fade into the background. Were you able to fulfill yours? Most of all, I remember what it felt like when you held me in your arms. I remember your kisses. I have nothing more than that to remember in that area. I was not bent upon morally corrupting you, as your mother seemed to think that I was. Had I known that our relationship would end so soon, perhaps I would have been. Now I only wish that I could at least have the memory of what it was like to make love to you... It has been many years since I last saw you. I hope that life has dealt you a better hand than it has to me. I hope that you are happy.
