Saturday, September 7, 2013

Dear Seth,

You're in chat right now. I'm sorry I couldn't say hi. This just sucks like freaking hell. Anyways you know where the dog park is right across from the baseball fields near the bay where you can watch planes come and go? Well walk down the path to the bridge. There is something waiting for you, if you have the guts enough to go.

Right underneath the words I had so bravely tagged on the bridge so many months ago I am going to leave a handwritten letter. Wishful thinking that you will read it. But more than likely you won't. Odds like that have never been in my favor.
So whomever does get to read the words I have so hauntingly etched into my heart and brain will be lucky. They will know that someone out there loves another human being so much, risking even ounce of pride they have left for this minute act of courage and that love is not dead.
Maybe what I wrote for my someone special will give that person enough strength to tell the one they think of that they love them. Here is to hoping I do some good in the world. And maybe then good karma will come back to me in spades one day. 

p.s. I love you

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