Dear friend,
I know I may be a few years late on saying this, and when I mean a few, I mean fourteen years late. I also know that you may not even be able to read this since you do not speak or read English. This is something I have been wanting to say for the longest time, but never got the chance to say it. To be honest, I almost forgot about you until I found some old pictures of us in my storage box.
Moving to France from the United States was a very big change for me, especially at the age of four. I did not like the fact that it was a "vacation". Made things worse when I later came to realize that it was not a "vacation". Trying to adapt to a new school for two years and learning French was honestly a frustrating and hard task for a four-year-old boy. I barely had friends since no one understood me and I was not "one of them" like they kept saying to me.After finishing kindergarten and I had to move schools again sucked, especially since I still had zero friends in France. Everything changed when first grade started and I met you.
Honestly, when I first met you, I thought you were really annoying. I remembered you had the biggest crush on me. I always ran away from you because I thought you were gross and you always chased after me during recess just to get a hug or a kiss from me. I recall you chasing me to my house just for a kiss. To be honest, I always laugh at those moments when I think about them. The funniest thing was that you called me your husband. I remember that you made me propose to you in front of our classmates. I was so embarrassed and I hated it. Despite all that I did, you were always there for me. Those moments were honestly the best moments I had while I was in France. When I got bullied by kids, you were there for me. When I was alone eating lunch, you were there. You did a lot for me, and I never really appreciated until I moved back to the United States when I was eight years old.
What I am trying to say is that I apologize for treating you the way I did. I also want to thank you. You taught me about what having a friend really means. A friend is someone you can talk to about anything face to face, not on a smartphone screen through social media, such as Facebook and Twitter. Friendship means to be real with each other, which I feel like it is an issue for a lot of people out there. To be honest, I am always thinking about going back to France to visit. I heard you still live in the same area. If I am ever in France, I will hit you up so we can chill. Thanks again for everything.
From yours truly,
Guizen
