The heat has left the day, and the sun has fallen from the sky. But as I set here, I can see you. The sky is painted with the light that is left from the closing day and the darkness that comforts night. As I listen to the world around me, the crickets, the birds, the dogs, and the blowing wind, I realize that this is where I set
in my life. Between the day and the night.
With each passing second, the air grows thinner, preparing for the night, and I too prepare for what is to come. I can't say for sure what will become of me, where I will be in twenty years, or who will be standing next to me, but for the time I am certain what dreams lie within my soul.
The first flicker of the fire flies, a bright light of promise in any direction. Which one I will chose is yet to be determined, and by writing these words, I know that I am changing the course that I travel.
The day is gone now, and I can only hope that one day you will read these words with the same compassion with which I have written
them.
The first star I see, I make a wish... wait for me. This is my request.
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Eugene,
I hope these words find you well. I think of you often, and I wish that I could see you. I find myself writing to you, all the while never realizing it until the letter is in the mail. I ask you to write back to me, and I wait for your replies. I know you must be busy, but still I wait, hoping that I will hear from you tomorrow.
I wonder sometime what you think, how you feel about me? What you think of our meetings through the course of our friendship. There's not a time I can remember that I wasn't glad to see you, and I can't help but wonder if you feel the same way. I know we talked about how we felt the last time you were here, and that week was amazing. Nothing about it has left my memory. I only wish I could come to you, though I know that is not possible.
I will make one more request of you. Please write me back if you ever look upon these words. I just wish to hear from you, if only to know that you are well. But until then, I will be waiting.
With Love Always |
Submission Name: Letter 1
