Dear Sarah....

Dear Sarah,

Dinner with Christina went without the hate I was expecting to expel. Guess I make things bigger than they really are. You'd probably tell me life's too precious to play stupid hate games with your family.

I miss you so much. You always had something to say, and most of the time it was right. I miss buying things for you, and going out for dinner, getting our nails done, watching Leno, driving all night.

I met someone after you passed. A few months after. I kept thinking it was too soon, and after it ended I figured it was because it was too soon. She was beautiful. You kinda spoiled me in the regard. I can't look at anyone unless she looks like a model. You didn't come into play at all, She'd seen your picture, and I told her about you, but she was very respectful and we got along great.

She's from Ethiopia, and has a thick accent, and speaks and says things differently, which is why we aren't seeing each other any more. I misinterpreted her during a conversation (read: kissing) and thought I had permission to do something with her. Turns out I didn't and now we don't. Just another lesson learned.

I still have her number, so I may call her sometime later. We'll see.

I'll write again soon. Love Forever,

John