Letter and Reply 02
Wednesday, September 24th and Thursday, September 25th, 2003
Letter and Reply 02
Delivered at 2:13 pm, Wednesday, September 24th.
Dear Billy,
How are you? (That is the right way to start this sort of thing, isn’t it?). I’m glad to hear back from you, and also glad that you aren’t “wary” of me after all. Out of all of the emotions you’re feeling, I really hope that worry might be at the bottom of the list. I never meant to be so mysterious, so I hope my method of communication isn’t putting you off. I’m about as curious as you, I think. I know very little about you. And I suppose that’s one good reason to write. I keep hoping you won’t mind my letters, as much as I tell myself not to mention it. Of course, now you know I’m not as experienced at this sort of thing as I’d wanted to make myself out to be. After all, what do I to say to you?
Well, I’ll give it a shot at least…
I wish I could tell you my name, but at this point I’m still a bit shy of being discovered. I hope you can understand. If you really think that a name is necessary, I wouldn’t mind creative input for a nickname. That could pose for an interesting conversation, wouldn’t it!
You wanted to know the guidelines of these sorts of letters? I’m afraid to say that I’m not sure of them myself. If you ever find a book on it, be sure to send a copy to me as well. Might be nice to have a model to follow, rather than scattering my thoughts, praying you’ll see my understanding of things. All I know is that I’m ideally supposed to be very secretive, never revealing any of myself to you at all. This is a rule I’m bound to break, actually.
For starters: I’m not sure that you really know me. Not on a personal level anyway. But you have seen me before. (I really hope that thought doesn’t scare you. It’s kind of odd now that I read it over to myself). You’d recognize me if I came up to you. But I probably wouldn’t be the first person to pop into your head at this time. If you do realize someday who it is writing these silly letters to you, I ask that you go easy on me. I’ve never been very talented with complex emotions before, but I’m more than willing to learn to deal with them, if you’ll allow it.
Also, you wanted to know the reason why I’m doing this? I just think you are lovely. (There, I said it; or wrote it). At least that is the simplest way of putting it. Inside, it really doesn’t seem very simple. Am I doing this right? Maybe I’m moving a little quickly, but I don’t have another reason for writing at all, really. Just know that I say “lovely” with the utmost chastity.
Thank you again for writing back, Billy. I only hope that some of what I’ve said has answered a few of your questions. Next time, I promise I’ll make the letter shorter. Promise!
Sincerely,
Your Secret Admirer
Delivered at 5:36 pm, Thursday, September 25th
Dear MS,
For lack of any creativity on my part, that is what I shall refer to you as until I know something more fitting. MS for Mystery Someone, because it's short, convenient, and somehow calling you an 'admirer' just sounds odd to my ears.
You think I'm lovely? Well, I can quite honestly say no one has ever called me lovely before. Well, at least no one outside of my family. Perhaps you don't really know me at all. Or perhaps you're mentally unstable. Or perhaps you just see something not apparent to anyone else, including myself. But I'll keep my judgments to myself for the time being.
I hope you do break the rule of revealing yourself. Because it can hardly be much of a rule, anyway. If it were a rule, what would be the point of secret admirers in the first place, if you never got to know them?
Thank you for responding to my questions as well as you could, though this is all still a mystery to me. But an interesting one.
-Billy
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