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OPTION: SKIP REQUEST AND GO STRAIGHT TO POEM Dear Allen Jesson, (Please note: Names have been changed) Well, the poem I need written is to my best friend Marlene. We're both eighteen and freshman in our first year of college. I go to the University of Notre Dame and she goes to the University of Michigan, about three hours away. In any case we became friends in the middle of my junior year in high school, two years ago, and for whatever reason really connected. She soon became as good a friend of mine as my best guy friend Dale, who I'd known for 8 years. I really enjoyed having a friend who happened to be a girl. Less than two weeks before I left for college in August, Marlene told me that she had had feeling for me for a year and a half, told me how many times she'd been ready to do something about it but I had started talking about another girl, everything. Well, the kicker is that I had to admit that I had always had feelings for her too. She is the most incredible person I know and because I thought she could never feel the same and that it would hurt our friendship if I said anything, I never had. And now...? We didn't really come to any conclusions there but to curse timing. I've been at school now for four months and I miss her terribly all the time. We're both really busy, so we don't get to talk or write much and only saw each other twice over Thanksgiving last week. We did talk once in October about our feelings for each other, reaffirming how we felt, but she capped it by saying that because we were both at different schools, we had to be realistic that no conclusion could be contrived to this situation. I agreed verbally, but that's not how I feel. I know Marlene is right for me, more right that anyone else I've ever met. I can't stop thinking about her here at school, can't get interested in anyone else. I guess when you find the person you want to be with you lose interest in continuing the search. So I want to tell her that and that I really want to spend some quality time with her when I'm home for Christmas (If this is too short notice its cool, you could just cut out the Xmas and say when we're both home next.) I really appreciate this service and would like to leave a quote that perhaps may serve as inspiration:
For all the sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest of these: 'It might have been.' -- Whittier, Maud Muller
Sincerely, Joe Might
Well, the poem I need written, is to my best friend Marlene, we're both in our first year of college, and yes, we're both eighteen.
I go to Michigan, she goes to Notre Dame, three long hours from her, too far from her charm.
I was in my junior year, when she first became a friend, didn't know where it would lead, didn't know where it would end.
But our destiny was already set, our feelings were beginning to grow, like the potential of a raging bush fire, the embers were starting to glow.
And our friendship was so strong, it was too precious to risk it all, I didn't want to declare something stronger, I didn't want to feel a fool.
But absence has made this heart fonder, and she is the most wonderful person I've seen, and I don't want to spend the rest of my time, thinking about what might have been.
Copyright Allen Jesson :) 2001 |
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