August 8th, 1996
Dear Ryan,
Hey hon! How are you? Good I hope. Ryan, don't stop writing me. That hurts. It's like you don't want to be my friend anymore. Is that what you really want? Ryan, I want to get back together with you, but I wanted to do it in person, not on pen and paper. There are so many things I want to say to you, but there's not enough time. Forever may seem long enough, but I wish for so much more. I think about you constantly. Every waking hour, until the sun sets. You are in my dreams. I had one of you the other night. It was cool, you'll hafta hear about it. I know you've probably fallen in love with someone else, but I haven't. You make me feel like no one else has. You do something to me, like a power no other man possesses. Ryan, I love you. I will always love you. Nothing or no one will ever change that. I want to come see you, but I have to know, do you want to see me? If you don't, I can't honestly say I'll understand, but I'll reason, or try to anyway. Gosh, I'm depressed. I need you here so bad. I miss you. I miss hearing from you. Whatever you do or decide, please... Don't forget me. I love you. I always will. I hope to hear from you soon. I'll do my best to make it up to Riverton, if you want me to. I don't know if I can though. I sort of got a $70 speeding ticket the other day. August 4th, actually, and my parents are pretty upset, so, I'll do my best. Even if I just take off for the day.
PLEASE WRITE ME!
I Love You,
Now,
And
Forever
Rita Rosalie Bisbee
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