Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke ~Julian Barnes

Dear Dylan,

I've been told that I had an amazing childhood, and I cannot deny that you were the reason. Everything was different when we were only children, our days were happier and the colors were brighter. 

I remember it like it was yesterday: you, me and my grandfather's house in the countryside. We had woken up to the smell of freshly baked cookies and a whole lot of yelling; that's when we discovered that granny was half deaf. Right after breakfast, we had gotten dressed and made our way to our farm where the workers were, they were all so nice and welcoming.

I remember how the old ladies ran to you and pinched your cheeks mentioning what a "cutie" you were. Your face had turned scarlet and your eyebrows had pinched together at the term. And then grandpa had gone out to see what the commotion was about and all the employees had run to their positions, fearing the wrath of their boss. 

Just as the sun reached its peak, we went exploring the forest nearby. It had been only a few minutes since we began our journey when we found a clearing; and that same day we craved our names on a tree's bark, our tree, in memory of our adventure, of our first kiss.

Oh yes, our first kiss. We had been standing in the middle of the clearing under the shadow of an old oak tree –we seriously have a thing for oak trees-. You had leaned above my short form to crave our names like I demanded you to do, that's when we took notice of how close our bodies were. Then your gaze had flickered to my lips and before I could comprehend it, your sweet lips were on mine.

There's also that one other memory that makes me smile every damn time: we were only 7 and we were having a sleepover at your house on a school's night. The next day, your parents had come to wake us up so we faked sickness and asked them, no begged them, to skip school for the day. They responded by telling us that if we got up, got dressed and made our beds, we could stay home. We had done all of those under a minute from all the excitement, turned out it was April Fool's Day, and we had still 15 minutes before our first class.

We were so young and so careless, as kids we had nothing to worry about; no duties no high school drama. You being in my life had provided me with so many amazing childhood memories that I can now remember and rejoice about. Sometimes, I just replay our happy days like someone would replay an old tape. Those days shaped me in who I am, those days gave me a reason to be joyful and happy once, and those exact same days cause me grief nowadays.

I miss the old days,

Sincerely yours,

Cheryl

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