Dear Seth,

This is how it will always be like for me too.

* note I didn't write this but I would love to share it with everyone *

I was the first to enter the classroom that day, and my teacher say at her desk, her hands covering her mouth. Her eyes were wide and she had a stunned expression on her face. 
"What's wrong?" I had asked. My words seemed to shake her from he reverie and she glanced over at me. She looked like she didn't want to tell me, yet she knew that she had to tell someone. 
"Come here," she gestured for me to come around her desk and look at her screen. It was opened to an email and she motioned for me to read it. 
The email said: Janet, is this right Janet I'm looking for? I sure hope it is. It's Bill. I've been meaning to contact you for ages and I hope this is the right address. 
Beneath the email was her response:
If this is the Bill I'm thinking of, explain the importance of a topaz. 
It seemed as though she had just received his reply:
A topaz was the centerpiece of the engagement ring I gave you twenty years ago. I proposed to you at the fancy hotel in Portland when we were twenty five. You were never a traditional girl and I knew that a diamond would not satisfy you. So a topaz it was. 
Janet, they say you never forget your first love. And darling, a day hasn't gone by since you gave me that ring back that I haven't though about you. I've recently had a divorce and would love to reconcile with you. Please, please, meet me soon.

I turned to face my teacher and saw that her eyes were brimming with tears. It was then that I noticed that we called her "Miss" and not "Mrs", she was a woman who lived in a house full of dogs and just graded papers on the weekend. 
"Miss -----, what are you going to say?"
"Say what?" Asked a fellow student, and we realize that more had arrived. 
"I'm not going to say anything. He was my first love, but that's all he'll ever be." She stood up to greet students at the door and wiped away a stray tear. I watched as she composed her face to be friendly, and not tormented like it was seconds before. 

I wonder if she ever did write back, and I hope whatever decision she made was the right one for her.


p.s. I love you and always will