Letter Meme: Your Best Friend
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secondmezzanine. I have no idea what will come from it except that I feel like I've got these letter circulating around my head and I want to get them out.
I'm not asking you to comment, as this is really just a way for me to purge some thoughts, but you can if you want to.
Loki,
I remember the first day we met. It was in January at one of the Midwinter festivals about seven years ago. You were dressed in black, your heavy cloak draped over your shoulders. Your hair was covered with a bandana and your eyes and nose were covered by a black leather mask. Ornate, silver bands covered your fingers, the tips of them sharpened to look like claws. You were introduced to me as S’s boyfriend and you barely spoke a word to me the whole night, except for when you demonstrated how those claw tips felt against the insides of my wrists.
It tickled, but it didn’t bother me, because deep down I knew that you wouldn’t hurt me.
Several months later, right before Faire season started, I called you with S’s permission because I wanted a protector from a sleazy guy who’d been hitting on me and I knew Nick couldn’t be there. It didn’t take long for you to agree. It also didn’t take long for the conversation to segue to our life stories. We bantered back and forth for hours and that summer, our friendship strengthened.
The trust we had in each other grew quickly. We became confidantes for each other and declared ourselves siblings. In short, you let me see the man behind the mask. You let me see the puppy hiding behind the cool eyes of the wolf.
Every Faire season since, you’ve watched my back and protected me when I needed it. Not only that, but you've saved my relationship with Nick a few times just by translating his male behavior in a way that made more sense to my brain.
But for the last three years, you’ve been in Texas and each year it’s been harder and harder to get in touch with you because cell phone coverage and internet access are not always reliable.
It’s been weeks since we’ve spoken, but I know that our bonds haven’t wavered. Someday soon, we’ll speak again.
Until then, I’ll miss you.
Stay in mischief,
Butterfly
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
secondmezzanine. I have no idea what will come from it except that I feel like I've got these letter circulating around my head and I want to get them out.I'm not asking you to comment, as this is really just a way for me to purge some thoughts, but you can if you want to.
Loki,
I remember the first day we met. It was in January at one of the Midwinter festivals about seven years ago. You were dressed in black, your heavy cloak draped over your shoulders. Your hair was covered with a bandana and your eyes and nose were covered by a black leather mask. Ornate, silver bands covered your fingers, the tips of them sharpened to look like claws. You were introduced to me as S’s boyfriend and you barely spoke a word to me the whole night, except for when you demonstrated how those claw tips felt against the insides of my wrists.
It tickled, but it didn’t bother me, because deep down I knew that you wouldn’t hurt me.
Several months later, right before Faire season started, I called you with S’s permission because I wanted a protector from a sleazy guy who’d been hitting on me and I knew Nick couldn’t be there. It didn’t take long for you to agree. It also didn’t take long for the conversation to segue to our life stories. We bantered back and forth for hours and that summer, our friendship strengthened.
The trust we had in each other grew quickly. We became confidantes for each other and declared ourselves siblings. In short, you let me see the man behind the mask. You let me see the puppy hiding behind the cool eyes of the wolf.
Every Faire season since, you’ve watched my back and protected me when I needed it. Not only that, but you've saved my relationship with Nick a few times just by translating his male behavior in a way that made more sense to my brain.
But for the last three years, you’ve been in Texas and each year it’s been harder and harder to get in touch with you because cell phone coverage and internet access are not always reliable.
It’s been weeks since we’ve spoken, but I know that our bonds haven’t wavered. Someday soon, we’ll speak again.
Until then, I’ll miss you.
Stay in mischief,
Butterfly
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind—good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
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on 2011-01-04 09:41 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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on 2011-01-04 10:02 pm (UTC)I like this meme! :)
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on 2011-01-04 10:24 pm (UTC)Gabrielle
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on 2011-01-04 11:13 pm (UTC)When he's not being an ass. :P
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on 2011-01-04 10:49 pm (UTC)Doesn't it suck when your best friends move to Texas? *misses her Katie-cat*
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on 2011-01-04 11:14 pm (UTC)Thanks for inspiring me to do this.
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