Ava Letter One
Jay,
I couldn’t just leave your journal. There’s too much of you in this to let it stay discarded on the floor. I’m sorry I threw it…
I really don’t know why I’m writing this except that I feel like past-you would appreciate a response. You spent so much time writing to me and thinking of me. I wonder if, deep down, you hoped this journal would find its way to me eventually.
I’m not as well spoken as you are, but I’ll try my best to write well. I think all of the previous entries tell the story of our separation and how hard it was…so it’s only fair to step in and write about the happy ending.
Granted, this isn’t an ending at all. We’ve only just begun again. I don’t even know what we are doing right now. But I think we both feel happy, and that, in itself, is worth documenting, don’t you think?
I love you,
A