BESPECTACLED BOY
The first time I saw you, bespectacled boy, I wondered how anyone could wear such long socks in the middle of summer. I didn't see you after that for years. Suddenly, there you were again, in those long socks and khaki shorts. We were setup by a mutual friend and that date bombed magnificently.
Another year went by. We both carried on with our lives. Started careers. Met new people. Created lives for ourselves without a thought of the other person.
But you showed up at my birthday, bespectacled boy, and this time something was in the air. I don't know what changed. But I know what I felt and I know you did too. But we did nothing. You were dating someone and so was I.
Two more months went by. I was waiting to board a train and suddenly I spotted you. You with your long socks and khaki shorts. The whole scene was like a meet-cute in a movie. The week that followed was amazing. A friendship blossomed and something else as well.
Its been four years since I last saw you. One, since I last spoke to you. Why didn't you call me when you said you would? Did you mean it when you told your friends that you thought I was the one? Why didn't you say anything to me. Things would have been so different.
I am happy that you have finally found someone who makes you happy. I wish you both the best and all the happiness in the world.
I love you bespectacled boy but I need to let you go.
I want to move on and find my special someone.
Goodbye bespectacled boy. I am moving on.
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