Dear awkward high school crush, sincerely Reg

Dear awkward high school crush,

I wanted to tell you thank you for writing “I’m sorry” in my yearbook junior year—it made me feel wonderful about myself.

Rereading it forces me to remember all those fantastic times we had. Do you remember when you told me you wanted to go out with me and then didn’t talk to me for the rest of the year? You said it was because you didn’t want to see me cry. That was very thoughtful of you.

My favorite memory of us is when we had that debate in U.S. history, and after you approached me and said, “Thanks for making my every point irrelevant, Reg.”

Remember when my best friend left my brother for you? In hindsight, it probably was my fault for letting my best friend date my brother. Did you know she still emails him? She asks about me sometimes.

Did she know when you had one of my friends sneak into my study hall with a message from you, “why do you hate me?” This made me wonder, ‘I haven’t said anything to him for months, why does he think I hate him?’

I guess you thought we were friends, which is admirable of you, to be so accepting of my passive-aggressive bitchiness.

In conclusion, when I graduated I thought I’d never see you again, and I do believe it is the best for both of us, since we seem to have settled whatever ill feelings were between us. Thus I beg you—please, please—stay out of my midterm induced stress nightmares. It makes my entire day awkward, when I can’t stop think of how last night you were trying to hold me and obsessively smell my hair.

Someone else’s butterfly,

Reg

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Dear Summer and Sayuri,

You should write something, because I miss you both so much.

I challenge you to steal this letter prompt: write a letter to someone you once knew but no longer speak to.

Love,

Reg