Sailor sat at her desk, her bare feet propped up on it. Boston's Amanda playing on her stereo, staring at her phone, waiting on some guy who she had met at a gas station to tell her something he believed in. Same old question, new guy, same old uninspired answer. You know who would answer this question with a good answer, the perfect answer? Sailor thought to herself. Mason. And all of a sudden, it hit Sailor with a feeling in her stomach, a feeling so strong and so sure others might name it prophesy. It was him. The giant question of where her future lay. And he was the glowing answer. She ignored the ding on her phone, the guy's answer to her question, as her mind began to divulge it's plan. Sailor had always planned to write Mason a letter for graduation, well that was still a month away, but this revelation had placed a sense of urgency on her. So the wait began, until the time was right. At the ripe hour of 3 a.m., Sailor sat down to write her letter.
Darling Mason,
I know we haven't spoken in a few months, and I know that is mostly my fault. But I have always wanted to write you a letter for graduation, I just was never sure what it would say. The first thing it should say is I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the moments you have felt hurt by me. And I mean that I am truly sorry. Do you hear me? I am sorry that I pushed you to the side and didn't give you the attention you deserve, or the effort for that matter. I'm sorry I made you feel as if I wasn't interested in having you, because I am in fact in interested. I know you're in a relationship and if that's where your heart is, I do not want to get in the way of that. But I do love you. And I feel in my heart there is a time and a place where you and I are meant to be together. I'm sorry to interrupt your life, but I had to tell you, for my sanity and so you'll know. If you do not wish to speak to me, you don't have to. I wish you all of life's happiness and I will always love you. Love, Sailor.
The next day Mason sat at his desk, looked to his left and found Sailor's best friend approaching. Oh God, she's coming for me, he thought. Kenzie reached him, pulled out a manila envelope and said, "I think you need to read this," placed it on his desk and walked off.
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