..I dont know. you've haunted me in a way all my life. sometimes it is beautiful and sometimes it is scary. bizarre strokes of fate seem to throw us together as you say. hmmm. Sometimes when I think about us as kids, I think about how much the memories I have of us have become, for me, an idyllic romance. It is the search for this perfection that has eluded me in what I mentioned the other night as "reaching out blindly in the dark". am I being foolish for thinking such thoughts? I remember signing my letters to you in the most outlandish fashion (remember when we used to send each other letters?? Oh God I wish I still had those letters. To me they were love letters of the highest purpose) I think on one level we were kidding around, but, for me, when we would tell each other how much 'we loved each other from the deepest recesses of the heart' or however we put it, it was real. Maybe I am being naive. We are 26, and I am looking back at two kids not 15 years old. But those memories continue to haunt me, and seem to laugh at me and my attempts to find anything like it in my life as an adult. I hope I am not being foolish..