Some people can see all your mistakes. The way you hold it on your shoulders. Show it in your face. I made a lot of mistakes in my life and they were my mistakes. Nobody else’s. Mine.

When you get older, all those mistakes start piling up inside you. Regrets, blame. It’s enough to make you sick to your stomach. Problem is, there are certain things that I just can’t change about myself. Probably never will.

That didn’t stop you from changing over the years. I remember when you only came up to my waist. Now you were full grown, and buying me a beer at the local bar. It just amazed me how much time had passed me by, and it reminded me how much I missed out on.

I watch carefully as you set a beer down in front of me, “Thank you.” I murmured in my deep gravely voice as I give you an appreciative smile. You didn’t even verbally say your welcome. I could see it in the way you smiled at me, and I could see it in your eyes when you took your seat across from me with a cherry cola. I suppose there are somethings that never change.

Shaking my head, I let out a breathy laugh before chugging down half my beer, and setting it back down on the table. Taking a deep breath, I begin to turn the beer bottle slowly with my forefinger and thumb. “I wrote you.” Clenching my jaw, I closed my eyes for a moment, because that isn’t exactly what I meant to say. “I wrote back to you.” I corrected, swallowing the lump of nerves at the back of my throat. “I replied to the letters you sent.”

Opening my eyes, it took me a moment to look into yours. I don’t know why but, it felt like I had let you down. Maybe disappointed you in some way. Because after you initiated writing me, it took me awhile to write back to you. Mainly because I didn’t know what to say.

Though after awhile that I began writing you back, your letters stopped. There was no rhyme or reason to it that I knew of at the time. How could I? “I’m not sayin’ that you should have wrote back every time or anythin’, because God knows I didn’t.” I nervously chuckle. “I just… I just wanted to make sure that you knew that I kept writin’ you, that’s all.”