Dear "You"...From "Me"-Letters Unsent

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Dear you,


I'm starting to friendly miss you but you'll never know.

Dear you,

You seem snarky on the surface, but I reckon you have a soft centre, lurking beneath.

Dear You,

I’m glad we just had one date.

This seems appropriate:



From,
Me

Dear You,

Please check your Inbox. We would both love to talk to you.

Hugs,
Issy

Dear you,

I feel giddy like an absolute fool. You best not have any ill intentions.

From, me.

Dear you,

I can't go on like this.
I'm going to self-destruct.

Forever yours,
Raleigh.

Dear you,

You robbed me of chance and opportunity. May fate be upon you.

... I wrote a specific "Dear you" out, then deleted before posting...
... guess it was enough just to type it out and be done.

nice..

so,

Dear Me,
glad we got that out of our system. Hi-five.

Love, Me

Dear you,

I got a perspective drop from an unexpected person the other day. I'm not sure if she's correct and that's why you're doing what you're doing. I should ask. It does make me stop and blink though...like do you really think you need to do that sort of thing with me? I dunno if it's me being oblivious here or you having issues that come from your past. Neither? Both? Things get complicated when we all have issues, huh. For what it's worth, you don't have to do anything. All I ever wanted was some of your time.

Me

Dear you,

Despite everything you were a good friend to me. I was probably not a good friend at all in your eyes.

I wish i could disappear from your mind forever, and i don't want to remember you either. Because i love myself more than i love you, and i will not put anyone before myself, i am the only one who will stay by my side in my darkest times.

I did not trust you with my secrets, about me being autistic and i am so glad i did not. Because i kept to myself i could save myself when i lost you.

{{{{ April }}}}

Dear you,

You need to go outside more.

Dear You,

I want to try and explain and apologize for (but not justify!) all of those times when my behavior made it seem as though I hate you.

I did not, and do not, but the explanation is unlikely to persuade you, and I am fearful of adding more fuel to a smoldering fire.

Love,
Darron

Dear You,

I do not understand you at all. I wish you would tell me what you think.

From,
Me

Dear You,

I have been waiting 48 years for you to at least acknowledge what you did to me, and to give me your unconditional apology as well.

But word recently came to me that you are in the advanced stages of Alzheimer's.  Since only you and I know what happened, you have left me with the options of continuing to deal with it, or to inform your wife and children of the kind of man you really are.  Knowing how much your family and friends adore you (yes, I read the Facebook page), it seems that speaking to your family would only stir up more hatred against me.

So I guess you get to enter eternity without any worldly cares, while I get to carry this baggage you laid on me for at least a few more years.

I wish I could confront you right now and lay out to you how you ruined my life.  But you probably would not even know I was there, you bastard.

From, Me