Love Annalise

Sixteen

Dear J,

Today is Aaron's birthday.

I took him out to dinner.

He loved it.

We came back to the dorm and watched movies the rest of the night.

We ate popcorn.

We kissed.

We cuddled. 

I fell asleep in his arms.

He had to wake up early for football practice.

I had my morning class.

We had coffee together and talked about our classes.

He wants to be a lawyer.

He would make a great lawyer.

He had to go.

He kissed me goodbye and I kissed him goodbye.

I watched him walk away.

But I knew he would return.

Unlike you and mom.

I head to my morning classes.

I sit in the back of all of them.

I slightly fell asleep in my intro to journalism class.

That was rough.

I went to the campus store and applied there.

They interviewed me right then and there because the need people.

They hired me.

I started that day at that time.

It was fun.

I fixed the shirts and stocked the shelves and closer to the end of my shift, I learned to use the cash register.

I headed back to the dorm to find Aaron sitting on my bed.

He pats the bed slightly and I walk over.

I set my back down and slide in next to him.

He wrapped me up in his arms and blankets.

He kisses my forehead and puts a movie on.

I stay silent, not wanting to protest.

I fall asleep quietly.

I wake up and find I'm in my bed; alone.

I look at Aaron's bed to see him sprawled across his bed.

I grab my bag and do my homework.

It isn't much.

Just some poetry, another chapter or two.

I fall back asleep at 3:00 am.

Miss you.

Love,
Annalise