Letter 8 - My Internet Friend

Dear Blaine,

I guess I can consider you my internet friend, since we technically met over the internet. Plus hey it gives me a chance to write to you.

I miss you, come back, give me a hug, you didn't give me a hug before you left. I think that sucks. I don't think I'll ever see you again. I can't just drive up an hour to nowhereville and see you. I know we really didn't see each other that often but it was still possible to see you, to drive to you, now I need a really big boat. I think that sucks.

You've told me so many different things, from how much you love me, to how much you despise me. I'm glad we can stay friends through it all. Through the bad, through the good, through Nancy Drew. God I love Nancy Drew now-a-days. Thank you for giving me a new passion, Nancy Drew.

From time to time, I think to myself, that in a different world, where we live near each other, hell, where you were the girl next door, you wouldn't be in Poland getting married, you'd be here holding my hand. When I think about it from time to time it makes me happy. I know I'm not the most emotional person, or one that gets my feelings across all the time, but I did care about you, even if I didn't show it. I think that sucks.

I love that your following your dreams, and your heart, and your doing something for you for once. But I still think it sucks. I miss my Blaine. I miss texting you all the time and having a good friend that I could always rely on.

Eh maybe in another life.

Keep on two steppin my dear.

Your "internet friend",
Cam




But for tonight, goodnight