Hey Doc,
Well, me callin you Doc may be silly, but it’s the title you worked so hard for. It has been several years since we have talked. In the short period of time we were together, those were the happiest weeks of my life. Sure, we knew each other as close friends before, and I blew earlier opportunities to be with you and it was painfully obvious for us both.
I was scared. I was terrified because you were the first person I fell in love with. I said things that were hurtful to you as a result of my fear. I put distance in our friendship, damaged it at times, yet we were still fairly close. In the end, in the weeks before you went to college in New York, I felt safe with you, and the amount of intimacy we had felt like heaven. I had never felt that level of comfort with anyone since our departure.
Though we ended our romantic relationship, we did continue as friends. On again off again friends. It wasn’t easy by any means for me hearing about your new romantic relationships.
Heart breaking. What really hurt was when you told me that what we had, wasn’t a real relationship. For me it was.
When you sent the image of your engagement ring to me, that felt like a dagger slowly twisting through my heart. I think at that moment, we both knew that our relationship as friends was no longer there. “Wow, congratulations. . .”.
That’s all I could respond with. I tried to be “just a friend”, but that was something more than I could handle.
I will always remember the amazing times we had, friends and more. Loving you, I don’t regret a thing. I miss you so much, and wish you all the best with your husband.
Take care Doc,
with love, keeper of the park.