by Ashley Bloom
I will be blessed forever to have known you.
I am endlessly sad that I can`t tell you all this in person. That is why I will burn this letter at your grave and hope it reaches you, wherever you may be now.
Sometimes I can still feel you near, your breath on my skin. I can still hear your words, telling me about all the wonders in the world.
Your mom has given me – beside freedom – the most beautiful gift anyone could have given me. She gave me your old edition of “On the Road”. And I carry it with me wherever I go. Just like the chain of beads you gave me in San Francisco and which I had to hide all that time.
I hope you are happy when I tell you that I go on all those journeys we planned to make, with my girls now. I want to show them America, the true America, Kerouac`s America. Our America.
Oh Brendan, I am thinking of you every day.
Everyone is confident I will find a nice man soon, but I don`t even want to.
I already had the best one, as well as the worst one. That`s enough for one lifetime. It took me so long to leave the one behind. And I will keep the other one – you – in my heart forever.
You were my soul mate, and I thank God every day that I was allowed to love you. Even if only one summer long.
One day we will see each other again. I am so sure, Brendan.
And then we will love one another again. And together we will discover other worlds.
With everlasting love,
Rosaly