I’m just so glad I got to know you well, but I am so sorry of a story I neglected to tell. We met many years ago at a high school party, you were already there and I was more than an hour tardy. I walked in and didn’t recognize anybody, people were playing games and some of them were a little knotty. You waved at me and shouted to go on over and have some fun, I was flabbergasted just to be invited and I was a little stunned. Your face was unblemished and the light make-up made you so beautiful to see, and I was just an unknown young boy that everyone else wondered of who I could be.
Soon I joined in and you were always by my side, and before the night was over I became someone that with your problems you could confide. Your boyfriend got drunk and he started flirting with another person in plain view, then you asked me to take you home as you looked at me and said, “I trust you!" I drove both of you home in my old beat up car; he lived very close so I didn’t have to go very far. Once I dropped him off you told me to take you somewhere for a cold drink and something to eat, the night was still young and the arid night brought a lot of heat.
We talked gingerly about your concerns as your beautiful green eyes watered with tears, then you expressed that breaking up with your love was something that brought you many fears. I let you use my shoulder to lean on and cry as much as you wished, and the words you spoke were indications of a love that you were going to greatly miss. You let me touch your soft hands as I walked you up to your driveway; my heart was beating a hundred beats a minute as I saw you walk away. Before you closed the front door you waved and with your right hand you touched your ruby red lips, you blew an angel’s kiss my way that made me trip on the pavements dip.
The next day I called you to make sure thing were running smoothly and if you were okay, and your mother answered the phone and told me you had been out with your boyfriend all day. That night you returned my call and told me that everything was going to be alright, but you neglected to tell me you had been hurt from a lovers fight. When I found out I rushed on over to see if there was anything I could do to help, I put my arms around your gorgeous body and whispered the words that I felt. You were crying and didn’t hear my expressive words of how I felt about you, but you just kept crying and saying that the bruises were just a few.
When I left that night I went straight to where your abuser lover lived, and I gave him a piece of my mind and what I am going to tell you, you will not believe. He took a bat and beat me ten times worst than I can express, I was taken to a hospital because my face was in such a terrible mess. They arrested him and he called you to put all the blame on me, then you went to jail because it was him that you wanted to see. I came out of the hospital one month later all disfigured and without a friend by my side, I started walking home because I was so ugly that nobody wanted to give me a ride.
I joined the arm forces to get away from telling you the truth about what he did, and when I came home it was I who beat him up and it’s something I have to admit. You hated me for all of those years that I didn’t tell you why I went away, I’ve loved you all of these times and it’s the last thing that I will be able to say. I got wounded while serving my country over seas; don’t know if I will make it home or if God has heard my pleas. I have saved all of your letters even if they are full of hate; all I ever wished for during all of these lonely years was just one last date.