LETTERS TO MY 24TH: Dear Ron




Dear Ron,

When people say that they had the best time of their lives in high school, I just look the other way. While for most teenagers HS is exciting and full of surprises but for me, it wasn't as beautiful. It's full of memories that I sometimes regret having. It has the pain that never goes away.

I could never forget how brave you were when you came up to me and introduced yourself while I was doing my nightly walk in our village. You were in your car and you were just following me the entire 2 hours I was exercising. I was scared at first but when you started talking and smiling at me, I knew it's gonna be fine.

There were so many firsts in my relationship with you Ron. These are things I would never forget. Your hugs felt so great. Your kisses were perfectly timed. I felt okay every time you held my hand. When you let me hear your heartbeat, it felt like your heart was beating just for me. Like I'm the only reason why you're alive.

When I was young and experimental, you were patient and supportive. When I was such a brat about everything, you made me feel I'll have things my way eventually and that I didn't have to be negative about it. When I was weak, you were holding it together for me.

When we argue, I just kept on shouting. I kept on blaming you. I was trying to make you feel bad because then I knew you'd never leave me. I knew you loved me so much. I was trying to push you away. But you just hugged me tighter.

But I was stupid. I left you. You asked me why. I stayed quiet. And you didn't say a word.

I'm so sorry Ron. I'm so sorry I took you for granted. I'm so sorry I pushed you away. I'm so sorry I had to do certain things. Certain sacrifices.

Thank you so much for being a wonderful boyfriend. You always knew what to say and when to say it. Yo knew how to touch me. You knew how I felt inside.

Take care.



Toni

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