Love Nate

Nate (Sexy Boy),

Last night I stayed up all alone crying to myself. Remembering the endless night we had first shared together. Somewhere, there was a young Orland Park girl that had met an older Peotone boy. They fell madly in love. Those two kids were you and I about some and 11 months ago. As I was lying awake in bed last night, I was reminiscing on those days with you when my heart was filled with laughter, love, and life. Those days are gone now, but the feelings still remain lingering throughout my body, mind, and soul. I loved you, for you were always you and no one else. You loved me for me, never asking me to change a thing. Mostly, I loved you for how you made me feel, and how I felt in your presence. You gave me hope and courage, you showed me a part of life I have never experienced, and you unlocked a door filled of feelings buried deep inside my heart that not even I knew existed. That is why I chose Dawn Choike's poem, A Love For All Of Time, as my gift to you. It speaks of soul mates finding each other in some lifetime, maybe this one or maybe another. Soul mates as you and I are.

You have always been the same boy I met all those months ago. You haven't changed one bit. You've always loved to go shopping, dance like no one was watching, and laugh for hours at a time. You still do, only these days not so much with me. I remember a time when you and I would be separated for weeks. You being away for your freshman year of college and me being two hours away still at home attending high school. It was difficult for us to be together. Somehow we pulled through for quite a number of months. Despite the distance, you nor your feelings had changed. I was always nervous when going to visit you. A part of me was afraid something would change in our relationship after spending day after day together. I was scared your feelings would slowly slip away. Shortly after arriving back at home from the weekends away with you I came to a realization, you are real. What I see in you is everything you are. You never seemed to care that when I woke up in the morning it looked as though a train had ran over me, my hair everywhere, and make up smeared up and down in every which way across my face. To this day, when I do see you, you're still loving to shop, dancing like no one is watching, and laughing for hours at a time.

As you were away at school I missed you everyday. Most of the time I still do. The seconds with you flew fast, faster than they should have. In all of the short time we spent together, you opened my heart to a brand new feeling. The feeling of love. It was something I had never felt before. I was nervous and excited, but mostly scared. You were my first, my only. I first knew I was falling in love on St. Patrick's Day. I was walking through the North building of my high school and suddenly came to a complete stop. I smelled something. It smelled like "sexy boy", which is also another name for the scent, Axe Essence, you choose to wear on a daily basis, a smell that I thought was exhilarating. As I stopped I looked to my right and then to my left. Sadly I realized you were no where to be found, you were away at school of course. Later that night as I was sleeping

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