Letter 75

Dear you,

You had a bad day. I brought you one of your presents early. It was that Voltron LEGO set. The one you saw in the store and you held it like a little boy with a wish. I had to buy it. You cried when you opened it.

We ate pizza with your parents and laughed a lot. You had the menu of this new pizza joint nearly memorized. I’m happy your mom got to see us laughing. I’m happy we laughed.

When you walked me out to leave. Your wall came down somewhere between the living room and the driveway. You lit a cigarette.

“Is it still there?” I asked

“It’s still there.”

My heart smiled, so did my face.

“It’s an ember, but it’s there”

“AN EMBER, WHAT THE HELL?” my heart frowned.

“Shannon, an ember can light an entire forrest on fire.”

You said it so matter of fact.

“You’re right, it can”

“I’m holding the ember in my hands, I’m blowing on it”

You hugged me like the old times and I soaked it in.

I think we were both crying.

You kissed me, the first time since the three in the kitchen.

I said I love you.

And you said it back, this was the first time since we broke up.

We hugged again.

“Everything is going to be ok”, you promised.

And I believe you.

I can’t wait to light on fire with you, again.

Still, I wait.

Love, me