[ WP ] Write the letter that you always wanted to , but never did .

You, 
 
 I think about you all the time. I know at this point, the gap between us is immeasurable, we've both grown up into young adults and there's no telling who you are now. Part of me desperately wants to get to know the young man you've become since we last spoke. The majority of me is too scared to reconnect, for fear of disappointment. For me you were always possibilities, endless, optimistic, entertaining and full of life. I know it took too long for me to understand, and I know there was nothing I could have done to help or prevent it. You just have to understand, even though we met when I was nine and you were ten, from the very first day I met you I saw your potential. You have a natural wit about you, and your charm is n't bound by your thinking process. People say that doing drugs and drinking during your formative years damages your brain profoundly. I'm inclined to believe them. I've never been to medical school, I would n't know. Although you and I probably lost a lot of brain cells all those nights, sneaking out and getting high and kissing to see what it felt like, I want you to understand that i think your wit and your charm and all your talents are still there. I hope in the years since we last met, you've realized that, and you're using them to the best of your abilities. I hope you're in school, or at work, whichever you prefer. I hope that you're making a name for yourself, even if it's just among your group of friends. I have rather optimistically assumed, over the past couple years, that you are doing well. That you have learned from our mistakes, in a way that has helped you grow. If you have n't yet gotten over that hump, if you still feel like a brain damaged beer junkie, just know that I have faith in you. Not to get too cheesy, because I know you hate getting sentimental, but there's always been something about you that makes me confident in your abilities. There's a strange precognition, call it naive faith or a whisk of fate, that assures me that you were always destined to be a successful, happy adult. 
 
 I guess all of this is to say that I forgive you. We fucked up, big time. I'm not sure how it affected you, and I'm not sure you're interested in hearing how it affected me. I'm healing, I'm growing, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I hope you can too. There's a part of me that will always love you. 
 
 Sincerely, 
 Me
