This is it, though I will not revel the sender. It was a guy, who I don't recall having a relationship with, but we were obviously friends...and it's written on lined paper with a rainbow in the upper left corner, in very neat handwriting. So, yeah, maybe not a relationship (IYKWIM).
Dear Tiff (ed note: he used my actual last name, obviously)
Hi babe; how's life at old JMU? I figured I better write you soon or you might think I forgot you. Well believe me I haven't forgotten you and I really miss you a lot. How's classes coming along so far? I haven't found a job yet and my car still isn't fixed but it's coming along. All they have to do is get my new bumpers on and she'll be ready to roll. How 'bout them Dukes winning two in a row. I hear the Convo was really rockin' for the Navy game and the Electric Zoo was back in full force. I wish things were that exciting around here! So how's your new dorm? Say hi to your new and old roomie for me.
I know it's kind of late to bring this up now, but I just got the Christmas card you sent me before I left school. It was beautiful and I'd like to thank you for it. Thank you! I didn't read it until I got back home and it really did cheer me up a lot. I really miss JMU and I hate myself for screwing up the way I did. There's just two things to say. I really do appreciate the card and the way you treat me, you have to be the best damn friend a guy could ask for and I don't know what I'd do without you and secondly I love you! Thanks for always being there for me and if you ever need anything you konw I'll always be there for you, you just write or call or drop by you're always welcome! Thanks for being such a great friend. Hope you have a great year, son't study too hard and hopefully I'll see you soon. Tell everybody I said hello and I'll see them soon.
Y'all -I have no idea or memory of what went down, but it must have been big. Dude didn't come back to school. Screwed up somehow and didn't come back. We were friends, and I've forgotten all about this.
I'm so glad I kept the letters, so that at some point the past might be put back together. Or not, but at least I know that at one point I was good to this person and he loved me for it.
Maybe I wasn't as big a screwup back then as I thought I was. A voice from the past tells me this might indeed have been the case.