Daniel Seavey I Italy

Chapter 21

Daniels POV

It has been a year since she poured out her thoughts to me on that bathroom floor. I still remember the anger boiling through my veins. The person you love the most in this world telling you they love you but they can't will do that to you. I was mad at her for not telling me earlier, I was mad because she made me crazy. I was mad because she told me exactly how she felt, and I ignored it. I wished I could be there with her through all of it. I tried to crack her shell and make her believe in trust again. She was such a loving person – I saw that in Italy. But I also noticed that she was a totally different person when we came back. I guess me waiting for her to change and become someone who could be with me was like waiting for a day that would never come.

Today I got a letter from her. It was in her neat handwriting, and I could see the dried tears on the paper. I had never gotten a handwritten letter from anyone before. It felt nice and for some time I couldn't bring myself to read it.

But it was time, I needed to see what she said.

Hey Dani, my ocean blue eyes,

I haven't written a letter in a long time so bear with me. When I first met you on that plane you said that perhaps you could be my best friend one day. At the time I thought that a guy like you being my best friend was the furthest I would ever get to go. You proved me wrong on that one. An then you called me babe and that made my heart flutter. That was something I thought I could only imagine a guy saying to me. So, you proved me wrong on that one too. The trip was something I had planed for a long time and expected to go very differently. My grandparents met in Italy an had their first kiss in Maiori. I hoped to have a summer romance of my own there too. Never imagined it actually happening and following me to New York. You see I dreamed of the days I could tell these stories to my kids. Now it seems I will never have that opportunity. You know you said you would never forget me. I just didn't know it would be as a bad memory instead of a nostalgic one. I still remember you drawing tiny circles on the palm of my hand. I think you were the only guy I truly loved. Sad to think I ruined it all with my stupid issues. I think I am finally at a place in my life where I have most things figured out. I know what I like and what I don't. I love my job and my friends. And I finally understand that for my hole life my problems and my thoughts were always more important to me. And for some time that was good. It helped me find myself without the opinions of others. But in that time, I also managed to push everyone I loved away. I never got to listen to your side. I had ideas about how you felt. Just never prioritized them. And for that I am sorry. I hope one day we can sit down and talk about all of this. But until that day I will be waiting for your letter.

p.s. send it to my New York address, I 'm staying there now.

Foreveryour love.