Dear Kim - High school was a complicated time, wasn't it? Thanks for putting up with a guy with so much to learn. If you ever noticed me upset when leaving, I hope you know it was never your fault. I hope you've come to realize how amazing you can be, and are really living your own life.
Dear Robin - I guess our timing was just off. I still have the tape you made me. I hear a couple of the songs on the radio and remember how I probably heard it first. Thank you for needing someone to help you relax and unwind.
Dear Jessica - I'm glad we were albe to be friends for each other--I think we both needed just that at the time. I can't hear Billy Joel's Scenes From an Italian Restaurant without remember an evening by the piano at that...was it a pizza place? It's long gone now. I'm sorry we grew apart, but I did that to a lot of friends. Please don't let yourself think it was just you.
Dear Ann - I hope you're well. We were together while we were both at low points. I'm sorry we weren't looking for the same things at the same time. I'm sorry the last time I saw you ended up as it did.
Dear Michelle - Why did we lose touch so abruptly? I'm sorry if I drove you away. I was at a vulnerable point and probably not at my best. Thank you for showing me what passion could look like. I never forget one amazing night when our clothes stayed on. I hope passion like that is still a part of your life.
Dear Sheila - I don't think I ever said goodbye. I should have, I owed you that. I was afraid to admit that I needed something different. I hope you find what you're looking for. Maybe you've already found it. I hope you don't look back with hard feelings. You've got a great heart--please don't ever let it get bitter.
Dear Leah - I hope you've found a true home. It sounded last time we talked like maybe you had. I'm sorry things were complicated. I'll always welcome you if you look me up. I'll respect the distance you've put behind you until then.
Dear Liz - Thank you for offering to cook me breakfast. I needed that at the time. It was a fun night that I haven't forgotten. I'm sorry if things got complicated for you with the others. Any unflattering things they may have said after I left...were probably true.
Dear Amy - For a wannabe writer I'm not very good at expressing myself. It's the stuff we write together...over a lot of coffee, perhaps...that's always the best. We put down words then that have never stopped being dear and true to me. No matter what life brings... I love you. You really are my soulmate.
- Brian.
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