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Exile in Geeksville These are just ramblings from my head - Sometimes they mean something - sometimes they don’t. I hope I make my points clear, my jokes funny and my feelings sincere. I want to get a reaction. So tell me how it makes you feel - comments welcome and encouraged! Tell me what made you laugh, call me on my bullshit, or just let me know what I got wrong.
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juillet 30, 2007 - lundi 

Humeur actuelle :  OK
Dear Tracy,

 I am not sure where to begin this,  I have always felt bad the way things were forced to end between us.  It was neither of ours fault, we were dealt a bad hand by fate, torn apart before we really could find out what could be.  It was beyond my control, and I hope you know, that if it could have been different, I would have made it so.  I should not dwell on it, because there was nothing that either of us could have done.  I want you to know tho, that I remember that first kiss fondly, and I think I can now confess this to you.

You were my first kiss, not counting my dog,  and that morning, on the playground outside of our kindergarten classroom.  And I may have seemed to struggle and seemed like I was trying to get away from you, but that was just so the other 5 year old boys didn't think I wanted to kiss you to.  I also treasure those nap times when we were close enough to lay on mats, lookin at each other and on occasion hold hands. 

I was crushed the following year in school when you were placed in the other first grade class, we certainly tried  tho,  I remember being the only boy from my class invited to your 6th birthday party, and I remember the kiss you gave me in thanks for your gift, a crayola design it your self tumbler cup and a bouquet of tootsie pops which my mother thought would be a fun gift (and I must admit I thought it was a bit lame, which made me even more surprised by your reaction).

Sadly that was to be our last kiss, as soon after my family moved away, and there was nothing 2 star crossed second graders could do about it.  Maybe if we were kids today, we would be on each other's myspace and would have kept in touch via email and text messages, but this was 1978 and the 5 and a half miles between us may have as well been 5000 miles.

I like to think that you continued to be the same sweet, happy, bright girl I knew,  maybe getting involved with student government, and certainly a cheer leader, (not meaning that with any negative connotations).  I see you now as a Mom, with 2 kids, but still vital and active and happy,  watching your own daughter as she makes her first innocent steps into the world of love, and you fondly remember the boy on the playground outside of Thomas A. Edison Elementary school.

David
Actuellement j'écoute:
Animal Logic II
Par Animal Logic
Date de publication : 30 July, 1991
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Sexe : Male
Statut : Célibataire
Age : 38
Ville : New York
Région : NEW YORK
Date d’inscription :: 3/04/2004