Author's Note: I am not one to usually use songs as part of a story, let alone in the letter format that this one is largely based on. But over the past day and a half this song has been on repeat on my MP3 Player. I give credit to the song "Call Me Maybe" by Carly Rae Jepsen. For each underlined sentence in par thesis is a line that I added.
Thursday May 26th, 2012
I threw a wish in the well (on August 24th, 2008) don't ask me, I'll never tellI looked to you as it fell (and who knew what that would have entailed) I'd trade my soul for a wish ( I gave you my heart, my soul and knew that I had your's in return) Pennies and dimes for a kiss, I wasn't looking for this, (at the time but when it hit one, I couldn't have asked for anything better) but now you're in my way (in every good way possible)Hey, I just met you, (it may have been a few years back now, but let's pretend like we just met, act like a couple newly dating) and this is crazy, but here's my number. So call me, maybe? ( call whenever something is wrong, call just to talk, call to share good news, call at anytime)It's hard to look right at you baby (the way your looks penetrate one's soul, can tell what one is feeling with just a glance, your eyes are a huge part of why I fell in love with you to begin with) but here's my number. So call me, maybe? ( call whenever something is wrong, call just to talk, call to share good news, call at anytime)Hey, I just met you, (it may have been a few years back now, but let's pretend like we just met, act like a couple newly dating) And this is crazy, but here's my number. So call me, maybe? (call when work has been rough, call when your parents are just too much, call when you just need to hear the words "I love you") And all the other boys, (which will never amount to what you are, and the love we share) Try to chase me, (none will ever win me over like you have) .But here's my number,So call me, maybe? (call when you desire to speak naughty things, or just to laugh. Call to talk about the weather, or what we should make for dinner that night. Call to discuss what stupid thing an online blogger said earlier in the day. Call when there is no reason to call.
*End of Song*
To each thing I longed to say but never could bring myself to do it. I love you, Logan. Not just with a little bit of my heart. But with every piece I can offer you. I take comfort in the fact that you felt or still feel the same way. I take comfort in your gentle touches. The sweet kisses, the loving words you said. I may have pushed you away unintentionally but over the past few days one has learned that one may not be dependent on you, but I do chose to love you matter what. I long for the day to see you again.
Love,
Rory