When we first met, you absolutely dazzled me. I had never met anyone like you before, a boy that could not only make me laugh, but teach me how to think and learn.
I still can’t decide if we were meant for one another, or if everything that has happened was just a dream. I felt for you instantly what it had taken months to feel for anyone else. But this was just a summer fantasy, and I quickly forgot…
When I showed up to your apartment I wasn’t expecting to fall for you all over again. I wanted someone else, I was looking for him. But then we talked, and I fell. Harder than I could ever imagine. You captivated me with your intelligence and personality, and the wine did me in. That night changed everything, and I’m so glad it did.
And then it happened, you were everything I could ask for and more. But then you left, and you left me with expectations so high they eat at me every day. I thought when you came back we would pick up where we left off, so infatuated and wild. Everything is different now and I would give everything to bring it back to six weeks ago. I feel sick thinking about how much I want you, but I hardly know what to do.
Love me again, give me yourself before it’s too late. We only have a month, remember how much you wanted this and the way you felt that Sunday night.