Dear Aaron

by Mariana Zapata

Looking back on it, it’s weird thinking about the moments you don’t realize are important. The sentences, the touches, the actions that seem so innocent in that second, you take them for granted. The words that make water into wine in the course of your life. But I would never forget the way his words made me feel. The way he made me feel right then.

“I was a goner from the first time you gave me hell.” Aaron smiled. “Maybe even before then.”