Letters of the Little Things
Ryan – Letter #7
What's weirder than running into you once in one week for the first time in years is running into you twice. Today it was at the gas station. You were at the pump next to me, and yours wasn't working. The line inside was pretty long and you had somewhere to be, so I let you use the pump I was at and paid for your gas. You thanked me and told me I didn't have to do any of that, but I insisted. I have no reason to not help you. You've helped me so many times and don't even know it. Plus, I think you deserved something good from me considering I did hurt you when we broke up and when I didn't hang out with you at my party. I'm really sorry for that. Hopefully, today made a little bit of the pain I've caused you go away. It was nice to see you again. I knew this had to be a sign, seeing you again, so I asked for your number so we could properly catch up. You told me it was the same as it was in high school, but I lost it somewhere between then and now. So we exchanged numbers, you hugged me goodbye, said thanks and left. This may sound weird, but you give good hugs. I miss your hugs.
Kayla – Letter #7
This week has been weird, but in a good way. I saw you again today, and it definitely made my day. I was running late to work, and I need to fill up my car, but the pump was broken. Unbelievable. I was going to go inside and tell the employee that it was broken, but the line was terribly long. Fortunately, you pulled up at the pump next to me and let me use it. You even paid for my gas. That was very sweet of you, but unnecessary. I appreciate it though. I felt bad, because I was in such a rush, and I feel like I should've thanked you more, but luckily I got your number, so I can thank you later. Maybe we can properly catch up. Maybe I'll tell you that I've been thinking of you. Maybe I'll tell you that I feel guilty about it. Maybe I'll tell you why.
