Message in a Bottle
Dear Sweet Belle,
I doubt you or the real reason behind this post, would get to read this. I guess I just want to get this out so I can finally lay the matter to rest. Actually I thought I already did. Your friend and I had that very belated talk-of-sorts months ago and I somewhat got my answer to the question he had left hanging - as he had done with me as well.
I came across clues that someone with your friend’s name and basic information had checked up on me. It could’ve been just anybody, but I immediately thought of him. That started me thinking. I actually hoped it was him. But I should stop thinking - he’s always complained I think too much. Oh well. So much for living in the real world - we all end up dolls in this game of life.
Good luck to you there on foreign shores. I would like to thank you for that simple act of reaching out to me before. I will never forget that.
