Hey you there.

summer: It's funny how four days can feel like a lifetime. Four days where everything can change. We were together and that was it. It was all of us and nothing else mattered. Do you ever think about that time? How perfect it was? I do now and then and I wonder, what would've been if things were different.

winter: You asked me what inspired me to make you a CD, I replied: I just make mixes for people. When really it's I've had a slight crush on you since we met three years ago and you're definitely going to figure it out now. You told me that you're so excited to listen to it and that you'll have to make me one back and then I ran away.

spring: so I wrote you this letter, number three (not including your birthday card) explaining my feelings about what happened over your birthday weekend. I want to talk about it, but I don't want to bring it up. nowadays it seems like we'll probably never talk about it. even though it lingers in the back of my mind. you and I both know there's an elephant in the room. who's going to be the first to tell him to move or get out?