April 7th, 1957
I felt compelled to write. I know you remember me and probably wished you never met me. I need to make peace if you allow me. So many years have passed, I’m so sorry. I wanted to meet you that day but my parents warned me against you. You had such a raw passionate heart, I was afraid. I didn’t want to believe them but they were so convincing. I was weak, young. I know that now. I never stopped thinking about you. You might think it is selfish of me to write to you now. I don’t even know if you are married? We met so long ago. We were both only eighteen, naive and so in love. If you find it in your heart, please write back to me.