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Dear Friend;

Do you remember my name? We spent hours and hours together. Long nights on the beach and cool mountain mornings in each other's arms.
We were brilliant. We were lightning and forest fires and we laughed and laughed and laughed.
I'll never forget the moment I first told you that I loved you back. Your face lit up in surprise and you smiled so full of pure joy. You hugged me tight and lifted me off the ground and spun me around until I shrieked for you to stop.
Do you remember it? I remember our first kiss. You leaned closer and closer and my stomach was full of moths. (Butterflies at least seem to know what they're doing, most of the time. That feeling was one of the blind confusion of moths in a bright room.) You smiled against my lips and I whispered "Oh God" and smiled too. I felt the spark of real love.
Do you remember it? What happened to that spark? It seemed to fall away with the leaves at the end of the season. It was true love. You were my first love. I suppose that piece of my heart will always belong to you. That innocence, and the belief that love is uncorrupt and will last forever.
I'm writing this to remind you of me. Although tomorrow I am to be married, (to the person of my dreams), I think you'll always be a part of me.
I think you should remember me. Please remember me. Despite being moved on for many many years, I still remember you.

Sincerely,
      The One Who Took Your Innocence.

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Dear The One Who Took My Innocence;

I remember you.
I remember the time you tried to write "I love you" in the sand on the beach and a big wave came in suddenly. You scuttled backwards so quickly that you fell over and the wave got you wet anyway. I laughed at you, but then you chased me and tackled me to the ground and then I was wet and you were laughing too.
I remember our first kiss. It was later as we were sitting by the fire, nearly dry. If you had moths, my stomach was a hurricane.
I remember the time we went to the mountains. It was a long trek in. I wanted to carry more than I did, but you insisted that our shares were fair. You taught me how to set up the tent. I was a buffoon, and you ended up doing most of it yourself anyway. Then I took you skinny-dipping. We were so shy as we slipped out of our clothes for the first time, and we gasped from the cold. After a while, we got over it and were running around as normal, chasing each other through the bushes and toppling back into the pool.
I remember every detail of you. Your handwriting; the way you join capitals into the lowercase sometimes, but you are always so meticulous about your grammar. I remember the texture of your hair and the temperature of your skin and the way there were wind chimes in your laugh. I remember how much you liked summer. I always liked winter better, but I loved summer too, that year.
But I don't remember your name. I'm sorry.

Sincerely,
      The One Who Is Breaking Your Heart.

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Dear The One Who Broke My Heart;

I am about to leave for my honeymoon.
How could you not remember my name?

Sincerely,
      Happily Married.

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Dear Happily Married;

I'm sorry.

Sincerely,
      Remorseful.

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Dear Remorseful;

Goodbye.

Sincerely,
      This Is My Last Reply.

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Dear That Was Your Last Reply;

Goodbye.

Sincerely,
      I Didn't Mean To Hurt You (Again).

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Description
Dear Friend;

Do you remember my name? We spent hours and hours together. Long nights on the beach and cool mountain mornings in each other's arms.
We were brilliant. We were lightning and forest fires and we laughed and laughed and laughed.
I'll never forget the moment I first told you that I loved you back. Your face lit up in surprise and you smiled so full of pure joy. You hugged me tight and lifted me off the ground and spun me around until I shrieked for you to stop.
Do you remember it? I remember our first kiss. You leaned closer and closer and my stomach was full of moths. (Butterflies at least seem to know what they're doing, most of the time. That feeling was one of the blind confusion of moths in a bright room.) You smiled against my lips and I whispered "Oh God" and smiled too. I felt the spark of real love.
Do you remember it? What happened to that spark? It seemed to fall away with the leaves at the end of the season. It was true love. You were my first love. I suppose that piece of my heart will always belong to you. That innocence, and the belief that love is uncorrupt and will last forever.
I'm writing this to remind you of me. Although tomorrow I am to be married, (to the person of my dreams), I think you'll always be a part of me.
I think you should remember me. Please remember me. Despite being moved on for many many years, I still remember you.

Sincerely,
      The One Who Took Your Innocence.

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Dear The One Who Took My Innocence;

I remember you.
I remember the time you tried to write "I love you" in the sand on the beach and a big wave came in suddenly. You scuttled backwards so quickly that you fell over and the wave got you wet anyway. I laughed at you, but then you chased me and tackled me to the ground and then I was wet and you were laughing too.
I remember our first kiss. It was later as we were sitting by the fire, nearly dry. If you had moths, my stomach was a hurricane.
I remember the time we went to the mountains. It was a long trek in. I wanted to carry more than I did, but you insisted that our shares were fair. You taught me how to set up the tent. I was a buffoon, and you ended up doing most of it yourself anyway. Then I took you skinny-dipping. We were so shy as we slipped out of our clothes for the first time, and we gasped from the cold. After a while, we got over it and were running around as normal, chasing each other through the bushes and toppling back into the pool.
I remember every detail of you. Your handwriting; the way you join capitals into the lowercase sometimes, but you are always so meticulous about your grammar. I remember the texture of your hair and the temperature of your skin and the way there were wind chimes in your laugh. I remember how much you liked summer. I always liked winter better, but I loved summer too, that year.
But I don't remember your name. I'm sorry.

Sincerely,
      The One Who Is Breaking Your Heart.

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Dear The One Who Broke My Heart;

I am about to leave for my honeymoon.
How could you not remember my name?

Sincerely,
      Happily Married.

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Dear Happily Married;

I'm sorry.

Sincerely,
      Remorseful.

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Dear Remorseful;

Goodbye.

Sincerely,
      This Is My Last Reply.

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Dear That Was Your Last Reply;

Goodbye.

Sincerely,
      I Didn't Mean To Hurt You (Again).

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