hey wes,

i was at a festival last night. it made me think of you.

i never really think about us too much anymore. last night i was, though. and it's really annoying that i felt the need to write to you, because in my life, your name isn't spoken at all. yet here i am, maybe not speaking it but writing it into existence.

i was with all of my closest friends, and i truly felt okay. i felt content. and then i remembered.

i fell in love at the orange show speedway festival. or someplace like that. thinking about it now, it didn't really look like that two years ago. we were hanging out, just friends. that's all we could've been, because you had a girlfriend. we were friends that were right on the line between acceptable and too far.

i realized i loved you.

do you remember me telling you?

when i was standing in the crowds yesterday, it felt like no time had passed at all. i half thought i was gonna spot you at my side when i looked around.

but everything has changed. last time i was at a festival, i was 18.

i wasn't even at the same festival we went to. but everyone reminded me of you, the music playing seemed like music you would listen to, and the place looked the same.

i think it all kind of feels like an orange show speedway. it doesn't really matter where i fell in love. i just thought about you.

all this time, i've been chasing headfirst towards love, something that can kill you in five seconds flat.

but i realized, love is also everything that i want. and you helped me realize that.

the right person is out there for me somewhere. i've just gotta find them.

attached to this letter are thirteen others. i wrote them all between when we broke up and now. i never thought i would send them to you, but i'm in a better mindset now. think of it as something to remember me by.

i wonder how you've been, for the last year and a half since we broke up. i hope you've found someone. i hope you're doing well.

love,

luna.