Day 10 — Someone you don't talk to as much as you'd like to

[a_time_slip]

You,

I actually fancied you for a bit, not as much with the silly school girl fantasies, but I thought enough about you.

THEN, you go and pull this BS. Write me or something, please?

-J


[The previous letter is balled up, and she writes one to someone she really, really misses]

Ian,

I miss you. I never stopped loving you.

You're happy with the younger me, and she's happy with you and living in the fairy tale that I want so so badly. That's why I don't come by as often. I know how much you mean to us, how much it means to have one man to love so completely, to have that family and the house and the dog and most of all the love.

She's got the happily ever after that a lot of people want, and I won't mess that up for her. Me.

You are everything to her, her world. Because you'll be there forever she will have her fairytale forever. You, and her and Kelly. Happy.

I watch, and don't want to see that change.

-So not sending this
Ja'nee

(This wasn't supposed to be sent!)

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[malcolmeffect.livejournal.com]

Ian at first thought Ja'nee had been sweet when he saw the letter on his desk. However, upon reading it he realized it was something different, sort of. He read it twice and then stared at it. Finally he decided to write back.

My Dearest Ja'nee.

I know too well what you feel though our lives followed those paths for very different reasons... yours is for a more benevolent reasons than mine. It is not easy to watch someone else live the life you want. I remember too often watching my ex-wife live with a man that was supposed to be me. I was lucky enough to have hurt to end those feelings.

I will always be here for you if you need me. Don't hesitate to ask. To me you are as important and as loved as the version manifestation of you that is here. Perhaps there is another Ian out there... some future or past me? I know time by numbers and equations but not as well as you.

Don't ever forget that you.. you saved my life. She would not have this happiness without that teenage desire to meddle where you shouldn't have for reasonably selfish reasons. Chaos working as it should.

Love,
Ian.

P.S. You forgot not to send it.

[a_time_slip]

After crossing out a note many, many times, she sends him a butterfly and a piece of paper with a heart drawn on it.