When my friend moved to Washington DC, she came back one time and she told me about a guy in her class who she really liked as a friend. But he had written her this very passionate “I want to be more than friends” letter to her. And she shared it with me, even though she knew that he would not like that — I mean, that he was kind of viol- she was violating his privacy.
And I was really blown away by it. I mean I just, I just really — there’s something about the writing I really liked. I liked his handwriting, I liked the way he expressed himself, I thought it was really cool the way he put himself out there for [name], and I — I’m not entirely sure how this came about, but I said, “I would love to meet this guy. Like, I would like to like, write to this guy.”
And she’s like, “Go for it!” And so she put us in touch, and we started writing each other back and forth, like really long letters, like every single week. And we would — we got to know each other very well, and we actually started to have really strong feelings for each other. But here we are, living like, really far away.
And we went out to DC, and I got to meet [name], and we spent time with him, and then came back to — so, that was a fun trip. Here’s the thing. When I met [name] in person, I was not attracted to him. I, I don’t know what it was. Like, I just didn’t feel the chemistry. I loved his mind, he had been a fabulous pen pal. I had really strong feelings for him, but meeting him, it just didn’t play out like I thought it would.
And, um, he — and it’s not like — I mean, he sent me a picture, I sent him a picture. Lots of pictures actually, but just for some reason, we just didn’t click, and I — aw, man, it was awkward. I mean, I think I hid it a little — I’m sure I hid it, I mean, I tried to be normal about it, but I did not get swept off my feet like I hoped I would. So, anyway, it could have ended better. [Laughs] But we did stay in touch.