Dear Dan,

I swear, this is the last letter to you in this thread.

Jon and I have been dating for almost two weeks. I got fed up with you and your indecisiveness, and I moved on. I invited Jon to the St. Patty's Day party because you never gave me an answer on whether or not you wanted to go with me. You got angry, and told me you were going to a different party with your brother. I was finally happy for once, drinking with friends, feeling truly loved by Jon... until you showed up. The party you were going to was the same one I was at... and neither of us realized it until it was too late.

You ignored me all night. I was willing to give you a shot but you were so angry at me, you wouldn't even look at me. The night drew to a close and all the under-agers (us) got kicked out. As I was leaving, in your drunken state, you followed me outside. All I remember is, "Meg, I love you," and you kissed me. So I left.

Jon and I have been happily dating since. You had your chance. I chased you and chased you for MONTHS on end and you couldn't be bothered to notice. Now, once you find out I'm dating Jon, you come crawling back saying things like, "Meg, I love you, I want to be with you, I was going to ask you out..." and "I wish you loved me the way you love Jon... I miss my Meg..." The guilt trip isn't working this time, sweetie.

Sure, maybe we would have made a good couple. And yes, I still love you, more than I should, given the circumstances. But Jon... he makes me feel alive again. When I'm with him, I'm happy. All the time. With you, happiness came only a few times a month. Jon has the ability to put a smile on my face the moment I see him, as did you. But Jon cares. Everyday.

I'm sorry I hurt you by dating Jon. Do I regret moving on and being with Jon now? Not a chance. I'm very happy with my relationship. I hope maybe someday you can realize that I will always be the same old Meg, regardless of who I'm dating. I want you to be my friend, but the ball is in your hands now.

Love,
Meg.




Dear Jon,

Thank you for bearing with me in all this.

You make me feel safe. Like the stereotypical smitten young love, "nothing can hurt me when I'm in your arms"... But it's true. There's a kindness in your eyes and a warmth in your arms that makes me feel complete again. I love being around you, seeing you smile, hearing you laugh... You make me so happy.

See you later, baby. Hope you feel better.

-Meg