What Happened When We Met

Letters Part III

Dear Alaska,

I climbed a big rock today. I have to bring you with me, it's the most beautiful view you will ever see. Being on top of the rock, feeling the wind hit my face, its like being on top of the world. I just need you here, I want to hold your hand and give you a kiss. All of my favorite things in one place.
You are an awesome girl and I hope you know it, you are gorgeous and quiet, which makes you mysterious. I wish I knew what goes on in your mind, like that one time when you were looking straight ahead and suddenly a smile appeared on your face, lighting it up. You're amazing.

Love, Seattle.

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Dear Seattle,

I am happy that you finally found something you love as much as being a drummer. You probably already know how I feel about being a photographer, but I'll tell you anyways. Sometimes you just feel like you look at things but you don't see anything else. I used to see a tree when the sun was setting, and I didn't see anything else, just a tree. But after I fell in love with photography, nothing is what it seems like. A tree is something that is essential for living and the colors of the sky when the sun is going down are amazing, the darker blue on the top that starts fading and suddenly becomes a light orange. Those colors are something that I see everyday, but I just don't get tired of it.
Now when I take pictures of you at your concerts, I notice how you look up when you're playing like if you were talking to someone in the sky. You sometimes close your eyes or bite your lip, but you never stop playing. You are a masterpiece sir, but don't feel that important.

Love, Alaska.

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Dear Alaska,

I didn't know that being a photographer made you pay so much attention to all the little details. You impress me more each and every day Missy. But don't think I don't pay attention to you, I often see you walking around with your camera taking pictures of everyone. I hate that the camera covers your face, but I like how sometimes I see the corner of your mouth going up and I know there's a smile on your face. I like that when you laugh you're not like the other girls, your laugh is genuine, and you don't feel like you're the best thing in the world (even though you probably are). I would write you a whole book of the things, but I'm not a writer and I don't have enough paper.
You're my favorite person in the world Alaska. You better not disappear from my life or I will disappear you from the planet. Just kidding, but please, please stay with me. I can't imagine my life without you anymore.

Love, Seattle.

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Dear Seattle,

Today we had breakfast with your parents. To be honest, I was so freaking scared. I really want your family to like me. And I think they will. Today after I was done teaching, a little girl came up to me and gave me a hug, she said I was the best teacher she ever had, that she could understand everything that I was teaching and that I was so kind that everyone wanted to be good in the class so I wouldn't get upset.
I get scared sometimes, when I think about death. There's still a lot I want to do, but I can say that for now I have done many of the things I said I wanted to do: I'm in a band with my best friends, I teach, I write, I photograph everything I want, and I met you. Who would've thought that you would be the one to make me open my heart. I'm not going anywhere love, I'm here to stay.

Love, Alaska.