The problem is I have no idea what to say. It truly started with a dream I had of him (that was so real I woke up confused) in which I bumped into him at a bar where I was hanging out with my brother and other friends which could really happen. We talked just like we did when we first reconnected after high school and caught up on all that was going on. I don't think it would be wise to start out with "so hey, I had this dream about you the other night and I can't figure out why we don't speak to each other anymore". Yeah, not a good start for someone who's not a stalker.
I haven't thought this seriously about him in a long time (probably since the last time I was at my parent's house a year ago). I don't know if I should even bother contacting him because I'm doubtful and slightly afraid he won't write back or he'll just think I'm crazy.
*An hour and a half later*
I got on a roll and wrote about 4 unnecessary paragraphs before I finally got to the point - that I just plain missed talking to him. Here's hoping that he at least reads the dang message. I don't have his e-mail address so I had to contact him through good 'ol MySpace oh MySpace.
I really hope I can get some sleep tonight knowing that I've done what I could and now it's in his hands. Even if he doesn't respond, I hope he reads it. I would hate to lose a great friend due to my inability to figure out if someone even wants me in their life or not.
I have no pretensions whatever to that kind of elegance which consists in tormenting a respectable man. Jane Austen - Pride and Prejudice, 1811
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