A letter from Nov 21, 2022

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, Alright, you're three years in the future. You're meant to be the version of me who's dreams have all come true. Around a year ago, we wrote a letter to me today. First off, I have to say, if I'd have known then where we live now, who our best friend would be, or honestly any of the other big factors in our life, I'd be shocked. Or maybe not, because we have had a constantly changing life... but, still. The first question past us asked in that letter was "Do you still like him?" We spent the rest of the letter assuming we'd probably gotten over him, or at least wondering if we had. FutureMe, I don't know if your path has crossed his again. I don't know if you plan to keep him in your life with whatever it takes, but if I could tell you right now what I hope, it would be this: I hope that you're still as in love with him as I am now. I hope that the time he held your hand would blur into a thousand other times. I hope that he pursues you, and I hope that you realize just how much you've been blessed to receive that which you've wished so long for. And when we wrote that story and said these words: "...and my uninterest in dating, in relationships, just continues. i mean, i always knew i would wait until i was a bit older... but there doesn't seem to be choices anymore. because if i'm being honest, the only choice i'd want to make is you... and whatever we are just isn't as simple as that. but i'd choose you. just so you know. i'd choose you if i were able to." I know, better than we did then, that I wrote them about him. I hope you get to choose him.

Epilogue

about 17 hours later

Dear PastMe,

Oh sweet girl you had no clue. You'd never believe what I'm about to say, but we're getting married next year. In May. Six months away.
He's not...

Ta nnlpade uyo lla had who. Wkosn bteret ubt het oldr. A sha su to ebne chus kdin dgo etfarh. Remo niiemdag 'hse vineg rof hnat i our uv'odlec sdeka me.
Attnpi,e uyo and to oscetrpt moeh dy,gol so k,din ot ahnt yad a lesov uyo rhad ymigarnr onni,hgro moec dxieect is rvyee ni ot man oyu yeuro' n,kgoiwr ouy nyinh,agt vouy'e elcsglhaen si rmoe pneeeixdc,re eth awy ,grow nreve.
Veer btu( htan lvdoe eolv jesus, of i 'vie neonay hmi ce)rous remo. Swa i not byo eht yelra sdsbseeo in wtih hscolo no, s'eh gihh. Imh we yrev aer ryev mrfo eenfidfrt. Spspeoito yass rwee' evrnoyee. Eth eewr ulfyl ti odrl gknwino mrfo uro aceh lrdo, htwtiuo ishipaeoltrn wehn tjus of syas ni rveeoney teh nda rcaylle contetn si emac tr)eoh su hte oals dnyuil(,idvail. So odg oodg is.
Oto uyo'er no,w vyre fftedirne. Ot hte eahv msea ni lstli vesmasi lsfssuu'e'cc eae,crr teh nanitygh rmeo dan vleo elov to tnha eb um,csi ew ssu,ej eisder aemk a oetu--pbepl m,safou watn tath ee'wr t'nod be. . . Eb dicehnlr fiew omm and and a i ot a anwt ym oohcseohml. Iusrrpse, redesss eekw llo evyer hoter we wera. Sedkhoc loudw yb ttha oyu be. .
Nbige nmifenei love tylur i. Eth dss"rese way ont in "itifemney alque. Meefniin is tylur ch,trarace tbuao nbeig g,aecr tiii,nlntotaney lsnoidgse.
Velo i do rdesses (tub );. ).
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Ttha ond't ltils ,say love to all imh no, uoy.
Evah mhcu ahtw trebte uoy is. Man, vero orthe i miest luodw hudasnb hescoo a nuhaotsd rvoe yna ufertu our. Rvafiote oresnp s'eh ym. Be ilwl usyro eh.
Hte l,eif a cager twsee fo yb dog is't.
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Us, lsto bgeoyod fo evlo uladt ormf <3.
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P. S.
It talud! hta?t earh we daem. Seguesd yuo ov'dulew nerev. Dwfloe,nru sit' rdae. Elourdwfn is ouladhodt. So pu d'not efra hmcu nwoiggr. Lla rof sah lapn seujs yrou a s3rae

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