You and tequila make me crazy

Aug 04, 2011 01:50

 I will write more rough drafts of this than I have of everything else I've ever written combined. This is draft number one. And so, let this letter begin.

This is my declaration of love, and hopefully a means of release from the chains that imprison my whole being.

I have had many friends in my life. Some have come and gone, some remain. These friendships have passed under a many different circumstances. Many ended unknowingly, conversations tampered off without the realization of the truth. There were even those that were ended intentionally. However, I have never been able to let go of my friendship to you. We met on a cold winter evening, the day after Christmas 2004. My friend AJ had asked my to come over and help him win a game of trivial pursuit, and of course I did. :-) . The only reason I remember anything about that night is because it was the night I met you. You were wearing a red top that looked perfect on you. I can't explain what it was; to this day I haven't a clue. There was just something extraordinary about you. Your  smile, your personality everything about you on that particular night was enchanting. It was something as simply as AJ's necessity to win a game of trivial pursuit that changed my life. I could have been doing a hundred different things that night, but instead it was determined that I was to meet you.

For the next week you and I talked on the phone non-stop. We would sit up until 5am talking about everything and nothing at the same time. The topic was never defined but I always tried to make it you. I wanted to know everything I could about you. I learned so much about you during that time too. I learned you had a boyfriend of several years, but I saw that as an obstacle. Never in my life have I been so confident about my self as I was with you. Again, it is not something I can explain. In the early part of our getting to know each other you brought out the man I had wanted to be. I was confident, at times too much so. I thought I could steal you away and I never doubted myself.

The whole reason you were at AJ's that night was because your friend Katie was dating my friend Luke. I used that to my advantage. Chad was throwing a New Year's party and I asked Luke to invite you and Katie. I told you I was the reason you two were at the party and subsequently I am the reason Katie got so upset that night. You and Katie were there because I had asked my friend to be my wingman. I asked Luke to invite Katie so I could get you to come up. I wanted to see you and hangout with you again. If I had not asked Luke would not have invited Katie. That is why I was at fault for the way Katie felt that night. That is why I felt so bad when you had to drive home with her in that state. Do I regret it? Not one bit. Luke was gonna be like that with her there or not; she learned quickly the person he was. I got to have fun that night with you. That was your boyfriends birthday and you had come spent it with me. That fact made my arrogance grow. On that night your presence made me feel unstoppable.

We continued to talk all the time on aim and on the phone once you went back to Central for the next few months. I went up and visited one night after snow shoveling for 8 hours or so. You called while I was working, shoveling some sidewalk. I was so tired, but as soon as you asked me to come up to Central I had new life. That drive was my first ever there and it was to see you. We watched a few movies. One of which was Texas Chainsaw Massacre. I remember you trying to hide underneath your pillows and block out the gore and me trying my hardest to make you watch, only as a means of flirting. That night I left your dorm room sometime between 11 and 12. I drove to msu to do my homework that was due at 7am. I had to then drive home and back to msu. I never went to bed that night. That was likely the first time I had done that in my life. as well. There were a million things i would have done for the first time with you.

I must stop here for now... Its 2am and I think I may actually be able to go to sleep now that I have some of this written out... the story of my love will continue...
 
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