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Summary: Brooke is now writing a letter reflecting memories with Jake
Author: Kayla
Rating: T

Written Memories Part Two

Dear Jake,

There are a million things that pop up in my head when I think of you and the years we spent together. I see every little detail of our strengths and weaknesses. All of the fights and the confusion, I can see every huge thing that happened when I spent my life with you. Yet the funny thing is, it's the small things I remember. How we met, the way you looked at me…the way your face lit up when I smiled. It's those tiny things I treasure.

I can see your tenth birthday party. You'd invited everyone in our class just to see you blow out some stupid plastic candle. I can still see myself standing off to the side with my few close girlfriends as we giggle about what was on TV last night. My blue jean mini-skirt held tightly to my small frame. I thought I was so cool with the skirt and sassy t-shirt. Then it came time for presents and you somehow chose to open mine first. I saw the gleam in your eyes as you dug through a mound of tissue paper before you finally reached the bottom of the bag and seized your prize…a spider man action figure with a light up suit. If I close my eyes tight enough I can still imagine your goofy grin and still feel the pride that I had done something right for someone. That had been a good day and one of my favorite memories.

Then somehow we grew apart and hit our junior high years. Our lives quickly changed as cliques and social position became important. You couldn't just be friends with everyone…no, you had to choose. So, I went with the popular crowd. I fell head first into a world where no one was perfect, yet we fooled everyone into thinking we were. I landed in a place where I was always looking for safety and something so much more than what I had. Sophmore year that true something finally came along.

It was a Friday. You always did tell me I was crazy for remembering small details like that. I called it a gift because it meant I could believe that the little things would make my life perfect. Anyway, like I said, it was a Friday and I was standing outside of my locker in the quad. I saw you walking towards me taking deep breaths and mumbling to yourself as your feet continued to move. I buried my head in my locker for some reason unclear to me now. I heard feet shuffling and then silence. I slowly lifted my head and my eyes met yours in a way that you only see in those classic romance movies. You asked me to the school formal and from then on my life seemed flawless.

Then senior year came and ended as quickly as it began. It came time to colleges and caught us by surprise when we learned that our lives would take different paths. I remember crying every night praying that you were alright and we find our way back to each other. I'd lost my one love and it shattered my heart. Then one cold December day I heard a soft knock at the door of my New York City apartment. You stood outside in the hall with a suitcase on the ground near your feet. I remember asking why you had come and I can still ear your answer now as clearly as it had been those years ago. I got to UNC and realized that my life had changed in a way that I didn't want it to. Brooke, you're the reason my life is worth living. Without you I'm nothing. I need you Brooke. Then with tears streaming down my face I pulled you in for a kiss.

The rest of the years became a blur as life passed us by, leaving us with Scars and memories. Happiness and laughter. Tears and pain, but always a light at the end of the tunnel.

As we grew older our appearances changed and grayed yet our hearts remained the same. You're my love and the only love I'll ever know. You made my days bright and beautiful. That's something that I could never erase. I'll always love you.

Your Wife,
Brooke

She clutched a silver locket to her chest as she placed the newly written letter on the grave and turned away when silent tears began to fall. She only wished that she could've found his letter sooner and given him one to read in return. Jake was her saving grace and now he was gone. She knew no one would ever take his place, but she prayed they'd see each other again someday.

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is I know, I'll see you again someday

Someday, someday

Plz review and thanks for reading. The song lyrics at the end are Kenny Chesney's Someday…one of the only country songs I can actually listen to. lol.