Familar Stranger.
Do you ever have the urge to write a letter to someone, someone who you haven't seen/heard from/etc in ages? If you don't know what I'm talking about visit http://www.sleeptrip.com/300loveletters/2.html. Anyway, I do right now, so here goes nothing.
Hey you,
Ha! I remember us having a long talk about how much you loved the way I said that. Funny thing is, I don't remember how I said it, or anything else actually important for that matter. Little odd jagged gaps run through everything. I'm not sure I want to see the big picture though. Maybe just not yet. I remember missing you though, and wanting you back. But really, all I wanted was myself back.
For some reason, you've been on the edges these last few days. It surprised me when Kendall asked for your middle name, and I had no reservations. It surprised me more when I dug through the ole' Ex-box today to find some pix of myself during that year, only to find that looking at you and I didn't hurt anymore. Moreover (LoL), for a moment, I had forgotten what you looked like. All I could remember was eyebrows! how silly. The eyebrows that always successfully and unintentionally made me feel inferior.
Role reversals and paradigm shifts. I hear you're going to Cal. :-) It's funny. . . I always wanted to go there and you always wanted to go to Stanford. Congrats. It's a great school and I have many friends going there. It's lovely and so urban and vibrant. It's funny how I'm so at home there. . .and I always saw you at a posh private and myself at Cal. Perhaps I should thank you. You set my course spinning far right and I'm probably a happier person because of it. Thank you for all the lessons. For the euphoria that comes with that first real connection. For the heartbreak that comes when you really meant it. For teaching me first hand what "drama" was with your friends and death threats. Best of luck at Cal. I can't say why, but it's great to know that you've changed and won't be attending Penn despite going to the meeting.
-Jing
Hey you,
Ha! I remember us having a long talk about how much you loved the way I said that. Funny thing is, I don't remember how I said it, or anything else actually important for that matter. Little odd jagged gaps run through everything. I'm not sure I want to see the big picture though. Maybe just not yet. I remember missing you though, and wanting you back. But really, all I wanted was myself back.
For some reason, you've been on the edges these last few days. It surprised me when Kendall asked for your middle name, and I had no reservations. It surprised me more when I dug through the ole' Ex-box today to find some pix of myself during that year, only to find that looking at you and I didn't hurt anymore. Moreover (LoL), for a moment, I had forgotten what you looked like. All I could remember was eyebrows! how silly. The eyebrows that always successfully and unintentionally made me feel inferior.
Role reversals and paradigm shifts. I hear you're going to Cal. :-) It's funny. . . I always wanted to go there and you always wanted to go to Stanford. Congrats. It's a great school and I have many friends going there. It's lovely and so urban and vibrant. It's funny how I'm so at home there. . .and I always saw you at a posh private and myself at Cal. Perhaps I should thank you. You set my course spinning far right and I'm probably a happier person because of it. Thank you for all the lessons. For the euphoria that comes with that first real connection. For the heartbreak that comes when you really meant it. For teaching me first hand what "drama" was with your friends and death threats. Best of luck at Cal. I can't say why, but it's great to know that you've changed and won't be attending Penn despite going to the meeting.
-Jing