Day Eight: Letter to Your Favorite Internet Friend

Dear Rhianna,

I find it weird that this letter is supposed to be for your favorite internet friend. I know we first met on the internet, writing fan fiction on the B2K board, but I don’t see you as my “internet friend.” I see you as one of my dearest and closest friends.

I honestly don’t know where I would be if you hadn’t come into my life. I wonder what my writing would look like. Would I even still be writing? I wonder how I would view dating and relationships, or would I still be going back and forth about it as I did for about, what, five years? Maybe a bit longer? Who would I be doing the TTOTD with!?

On a more serious note, I love what we have. You’re like the little sister I never had and never wanted. Ha ha! What’s even more bizarre is how close we are despite never having met face to face. You, Tikez, and I have just an amazing friendship that crosses time zones, state lines, and country borders, and despite school and all that good stuff, we’ve managed to stay close. I’m closer to you than anyone I graduated high school with, and we knew each other in high school.

I worry about you a lot. I worry about the people you’ve met and what you do with them. I know I might come across as an uptight prude. That might be true. However, I just worry about you, and I don’t trust the all the people you trust, all of them being from the male persuasion. I give you the right to be your own person and make your own adult decisions, but I reserve the right to dislike them. I trust, though, that you know what you’re doing. I believe that you’re a lot smarter than I give you credit for, simply because I’m hesitant and safe.

I also think that you’re a phenomenal writer. I joke about missing Kyle, and I do, but I miss what you do with the written word. I believe you have so much to contribute to literature, and you’re so much better than many of the books I see in the bookstore. I know school has you bogged down and busy, but I hope that one day you’ll have the time to get back on the writing saddle. I’d love to read anything you’ve written. As a matter of fact, I need to see where I have FP stored and read it!!!

I know you believe you’re not “capable of love.” I would like to call bullshit. I think you’re very capable of love, and as you already know, I’m looking forward to the day you get married and have three kids, and give me five dollars. That day will be beautiful and glorious. I can’t wait.

I love you, and I wish you well. I wish you a wonderful career, and I hope that you get everything you’ve ever wanted out of life, except for the no marriage and kids thing. I hope you have those things because it’d be great, and I’d love it. Honestly, though, I pray for your safety, your success, and for your happiness. You deserve it all. You have been a wonderful friend, and I look forward to the adventures we’ll have separately that we’ll share and the adventures we’ll have together, especially when we finally meet!

Love always,

Kimberly