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It took me two days and ten hours to reply to Alexios. I must have ripped up  at least twenty pages. I couldn’t decide what to write till finally I just settled on opening up my heart a tiny bit, not all the way. I stopped analyzing every word.

Dear Alexios,

     Hello. I keep on reading how you are and what you are dong, and now at last, after eight years I could tell you what has been happening in my dull life. I will start from the last time we met. That day was probably the worst day of my life. I couldn’t think of life without you, yet here I am. I won’t bother you with the mundane details of first dates and my last boyfriend, who turned out to be a two-timing jerk. Remeber, Dima? Well, she got married last year. My parents moved  back to Greece and I haven’t seen them in over a year. I don’t want to go visit and live with them…you know how that would turn out. Fights, fights and more fights. Living alone is not as glamorous as I thought it would be. I tire of the tranquility and not having any company. Poor Dima, is getting quite sick of me. I’m constantly over at her place. Her husband, Tommy, is a sweetheart. I swear, she always had all the luck with guys, while I suffered one heartbreak after another. Yes, you, especially you-my ultimate heartbreak.

     For the past two years I’ve been working as a freelance translator. I work for  mostly pharmaceutical companies. So, I guess my degree wasn’t for “naught” as you used to say. Really, I enjoy it, you know how I love words. 

     You want to visit? I want to see you. I want to sit and drink coffee with you and talk. Do you remember how we used to talk all night long? When I figured out you were a vampire I didn’t say anything to you for days. Instead, I went out to buy Interview with a Vampire. I had known you for five months and I thought you were always acting strange; disappearing for days, not returning my calls, not having an email address or a cell phone…the list is long. Dima had said, you were a prick, but a good-looking one. I didn’t know what to think. I guess when I confronted you and you soon left that was when my heart broke. It was the best six months of my life. I think I see you sometimes.

     If you want to come and visit, please do. I can’t promise you anything but friendship. You are way to old for me…ha! I miss you. I don’t know what else to write so I’ll end with this: looking forward to seeing you again and by the way, I have a thing for Baboushka dolls, in case you were wondering.

Love,

Elysia

I mailed my letter out and didn’t know what kind of response I expected. I had to wait and see. I knew one thing…I was very patient.