FOUR TIMES THE LEAVES


During the last year, that we didn't talk, I would have dreams. You were there and we were together, not as in 'together' but just talking and laughing..being with each other. It seemed as though they lasted from the time I closed my eyes until I opened them. It was a different world that I sank in to. I got the feeling you were having similar dreams . As if we both knew that when it was time for bed, we'd see each other again. It was our meeting place.

Did you have those dreams, or am I just crazy? ...Don't answer that question. I'd like to keep on believing what I know to be true in my heart. But mostly that I'm not crazy. These dreams were few and far between..until fall came around. About November 17th, the day we were first 'together'.

Four times the leaves have changed since we met. We were only together for seven months but you were my first love. Every time there is an autumn I start missing you again. The dreams start and don't stop; asleep and awake.

I start questioning where I am in this world. I start wondering who you're with. How could I have let you go? I know that you would have taken me back but I didn't try and still haven't because it's not the right thing to do.

We're both married now; this is the letter I'll never send.



the love letter collection
submitted 2:58 PM EST
Wednesday, January 19, 2011