21 Letters For Him

On the corner of 1st and Amestad

Dear Jeremy,

We have just met but you've already had a good impact on me. meeting you seems to have brought this new feeling on that I never expected to feel, it's something I've never felt but I know it's good. So from now on I will write a letter every week we see each other and put it in a box to keep for the rest of my life. One thing bothers me though you don't know the certain things about me that drive others away. I'm scared that will happen to you also. Maybe getting close to you is a bad idea, but I guess I'll find out at some point.

Yours truly,

Willow Blackwell

~ten hours earlier~

You would think moving back to the town your grew up in would make you happy, but for me not so much. Being back in this town brings up the reason I left.

I never realized that being at my favorite cemetery on the corner of 1st and Amestad would be how I met my future. Nor did I realize that it would also be the reason for heart break.

I had just sat down at her grave stone and was cleaning away all the dead leaves that had seemed to have collected them selves there since the last time I'd been here. It seemed a few minutes after I had finished clearing her grave when the light click of a camera met my ears. In complete shock I looked up quickly to see were the sound had come from to see a guy around my age looking at me through a camera snapping pictures of me randomly.

  "Sorry you looked so beautiful I had to save it for life" he quickly said.

  Blushing in complete embarrassment I looked down shielding my face with my long black hair.

  "It's fine." I stuttered out while looking at my folded legs. He seemed to stare at me longer then necessary. 

  "I'm Jeremy" he drawled out still starring at me.

  "Uh I'm Willow" I muttered while slowly looking up at his face. He was gorgeous from what I could tell. He smiled at me before sitting down next to me on the cemetery floor.

Things seemed to get quiet after he sat down. I hadn't realized he was looking at me until I had pushed some of my black hair out of my eyes. Turning my head towards him our eyes seemed to connect and the whole world seemed to stop on the spot. Surpirsingly I didn't want to look away like normal. Trying to break the silence Jeremy opened his mouth breaking our moment.

   "So what's a pretty girl like you doing sitting in a cemetary?" he asked me only seconds later.

   Thinking of a way to answer without giving away my life story I explained "My bestfriend is barried here..." 

He seemed to go silent after that like he didnt know what to say before finally he just looked at me with a look I wasnt prepared for. A look that I normally never get, A look of complete understanding like for once somebody finally understood what I really wanted them to see and realize. She was dead sadly but yes we couldn't bring her back no matter how much everyone tried.

  "I'm not gonna tell you I'm sorry because I had never met this person before and I'm not going to tell you I understand because I don't even know how or what she died of." Jeremy spoke softly while looking into my souless eyes.

I grimaced before looking down at my fidgeting fingers. Thinking about her death seemed to hit me hard every single time someone brought it up.

  With out a word I stood up and began to walk away think he'd leave me alone, but I was wrong.

  "At least let me take you for coffee or something since I interrupted your personal time" Jeremy said as he quickly followed after me.

  I was surprised with what he said and with only a quick nod I let him drag me away towards a little coffee shop down the road. After ordering our coffees we soon started talk like we'd known each other for years.

  Minutes turned to hours as we sat talking about just anything possible. Before long my phone dinged letting me know I had a New text. Relizing that it was my mom I got up with Jeremy on my tail and we walked out.

  "I'll walk you home since it's getting late" Jeremy muttered starring into my eyes.

  I nodded and started walking.

  That night was my first letter to him. He had this impact in just a short amount of time that scared me to death.

  ^ at the top is a picture of Willow^