Letters from afar

I came to meet you today. It was at the place we used to always meet at for the few moments that we stole from time, the only moments where you and I could be ourselves and be lost in each other’s presence. Quiet chatter and hopeful plans for a future we both knew was a dream. Or maybe it was only I who dreamed it. None the less I came to see you. It was one of those meetings where I hoped things could be like they used to be and I sat there visualizing the impossibility of you knowing I was there, special connection, but still my hopes got the best of my heart and I waited with eager eyes and fearful doubt simultaneously. I prayed for a miracle to see you, even just for a moment. ​I just needed to know you were OK, it didn't even matter that I was broken in a thousand ways and it seems my breathing has become difficult and there is this unbearable weight upon my soul now that you are no longer “here”, but honestly I swear, my only concern was to make sure your life was better and that there was hope for you to be successful even after all that transpired. I just needed to know you were ok. I am not even sure what I was thinking by posting these letters but I guess I just needed to say it out loud since I could not say it to you and maybe just maybe someday you will read this and know I waited for you today. ~Will “Story” Rivera