Post by Emma Louise on Jan 8, 2023 20:12:05 GMT -6
Dear Helen,
You probably don’t remember me. Either that or you’ve seen me on TV and remember when we were at high school together. I know we barely spoke when we were in school together but I want to thank you for opening my eyes to something I had never even contemplated before. Love. Girl to girl love. I had spent the first thirteen years of my life not thinking about people in a romantic setting. I spent my days growing up playing with wrestling figures, watching wrestling or cartoons. I didn’t think about who I had a crush on. Then I saw you. It was the first day of our third year. I remember looking around Mrs Hughes German class. I was looking around the room, as I had with every other class I had that day. I saw people I hadn’t seen since primary school. I saw people I knew from the first two years of high school. Then I saw you. You were someone I didn’t recognize at all but I noticed you. To this day I don’t know why you stood out so much to me, but you did. At first I thought it might have been because you seemed like someone that may, one day, become a friend of mine. However the more I got to know you from all the classes we were in together, you seemed far cooler than I would ever be and a friendship like that probably wouldn’t work. I did notice your hair, your clothes, your jokes and how attractive everything about you was.
When I finally talked to my mother about my feelings, she explained to me that it was a crush. We had a long talk that night about what it means for a girl that has a crush on another girl. After that the floodgates opened up and I fell for everyone I saw. Pretty soon I had a crush on women in magazines, women on TV, the Spice Girls. I found myself falling for you the hardest. Raising my first crush to a plateau all of her own. My crush had developed into more. Into love. I know now it wasn’t love. It was what a teenager thought was love. Strong feelings for someone be they male or female that are not reciprocated can not be love. However I thought it was at the time and it opened my eyes to the feelings, the joys and the heartaches that come with being in love.
Long story short, I have loved and been in love in the years since. Granted I have also managed to sabotage most of those relationships but that’s another story for another day. I write this letter both to thank you for what you opened my eyes to without even trying, and to invite you for coffee. I would like to be your friend or at least try to be. I’ll explain this better if/when we ever meet for coffee but I would really like to form a relationship with the cool girl I went to high school with and the amazing woman she grew up to be. I do hope to hear from you soon. I would really like to be a friend of yours.
Yours.
Emma
