The Letters

Match Maker

November 2, 2010

Dear Carson,                                                                                         

 Please, please, please go out with Zoe! You two are made for each other and I know you want to. You have told me before. Remember?

 “Zoe is so pretty. Do you think she would ever go out with me…is this awkward for you to hear Summer? Cause if my talking about how pretty Zoe is makes you feel awkward just tell me and I will stop.” These are the words that came out of your mouth almost ever day at lunch while drool fell from your mouth as you stared at her when she was in the lunch line. I would laugh so hard that my side spilt open while shaking my head no. Of course it was never awkward for me. I wanted you two to go out.

 Is that crazy of me? I wanted you two to go out so bad. The moment I saw the way you looked at her and the way she looked at you I knew that you two would be high school sweet hearts. To bad high school is almost over and you guys still haven’t gone out.

 Carson, you were my favorite ex-boyfriend. You were always so nice to me and you did so many things for me. Like that one time I got sick, and you brought me a “Get Well Card,” along with chicken noodle soup. It was so cute and I loved it. No other guy before you even thought about calling to see I was feeling whenever I got sick. I always thought you and I would be the high school sweet hearts but I guess God had other plans.

 Maybe his plan for you and me was to teach me that not all guys are jerks and for you to meet Zoe. Because lets face it, without me, you wouldn’t have met Zoe. I’m a right, or am I right?

 You and I met one afternoon while I was at the store with my mom. We bumped into each other causing my bag of chips to fall to the floor. You bent down to pick it up for me while you kept saying sorry. I couldn’t help but giggle. You were cute. Your brown hair kind of hung around you face, almost like a surfer dude’s hair. You had the matching seashell necklace to really pull the surfer dude look off. We were both quite for a few seconds before I said “Hi, I’m Summer.”

 “Hey, I’m Carson.” You said back, holding out your hand for me. I took it with a smile plastered on my face. I mean, you were really cute. I soon found out you went to the same high school as me and that we had the same lunch. You asked if I wanted to sit at your table the next day for lunch and I said yes. Within a few days we were dating.

 We dated for about two months before I let Zoe meet you. I had wanted to make sure you were a keeper before I let you met any of my friends. There had too many times where I really like one of Zoe’s boyfriends and then they broke up. I wanted to make sure that didn’t happen with you.

We did all kinds of things. We went to the park and you would push me on the swings. We walked around the pond up from your house and took day trips with your family to the lake. We also went the movies or you would buy my flowers. You were so sweet. I was happy.

 I won’t lie; I was kind of hurt when I saw the way you would look at Zoe sometimes in the start. It always seemed like you notice every little way her body moved. If she needed help with something, you were right by her side to help. Like that one time we were helping her redo her room and she needed help hanging up a picture. You jumped up from my side so quick that there was a breeze to blow my hair sideways. I know you didn’t mean too and that’s why after a few weeks I stopped hurting.

 I took a lot of time to sit and think about us. We really did disagree on a lot of things. Like you hated the name Emma and I think it’s a beautiful name. Or you disliked dogs so much because they were loud and I loved dogs because they were sweet. You even made me put Mickey away once because she was braking. Even half the foods I liked you disliked but with Zoe you had so much in common. The two of you enjoyed cats, yucky hamburgers, and math class.

 So after a lot of hard thinking I thought it would be best to brake up with you. You were hurt a little because you didn’t realize how much you liked Zoe. You were like me, thinking that we were meant to be together. We stayed very good friends and I tried to hook you two up. I really did but Zoe liked you so much and didn’t think you liked her that she kept telling me no.

 Carson, please go out with Zoe! It would mean a lot to our friendship if the two of you went out. It would give me such a beautiful thing to watch from my cloud in the sky. I hear that you two might be going to the same college next fall. Maybe you won’t be high school sweet hearts but what about college sweet hearts? That sounds lovely. It would be super nice to watch the wedding with my angle child.

 If you two ever do get to dating, let me tell you something that is very important. She loves the Zoo. Please take her to the Zoo on your first date. She’ll fall in love with you within seconds.

 Carson, your one of my best guy friends, and I don’t want you to forget that. Like I said, we were a part of a grand plan that God has cooked up. We met so that you could meet Zoe. We stayed friends so that I could have someone to talk to when need be. We also stayed friends so you can share my story with the world. Remember me as the laughing girl who loved the sunshine and danced in the snow. Remember the way I would lean in to tell you something so silly that all we did was laugh. Remember me for me and nothing less. I know I will remember you.

 Love, Summer

 P.S. PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE ASK OUT ZOE!!!!!!!!! IT’S NOT THAT HARD!!!!!!!!! I mean, really, you have wasted enough drool just staring at her. Put that drool to go use my friend. kissy!