Last class, my Advance Comp. professor asked us to write a love letter to someone or something in a perspective that we aren't really comfortable with. I liked that prompt, so I decided to post what I wrote on here. I decided to write my love letter to Virgin Gorda. I visited a friend, who lives on the island, during Winter break. It was an amazing trip, and I really miss it. Now let me clarify that this is strictly a piece of free-writing for me, so it isn't very polished. I decided just to have fun with it. Anyways, here it is.

Dear Virgin Gorda,

I wish I could see you now, your deserted beaches, your crashing waves, your crystal clear water. I miss your long winding roads that I used to travel in the dark, the moon shining, guiding my way. I cannot see your sky here. The city lights overtake the stars and the planets. It's rainy and cold here, nothing like the warm, sunny days where you are. Your secret forests and private caves are always on my mind. With you, I had no worries, no responsibilities, only life. You filled my days with peace and happiness. Now, you fill my dreams every night. Deep in slumber, I dream of returning to you and starting where we left off. Back to the days of falling asleep to the sound of your tides rolling in. Back to the smell of fresh flowers, the feel of your sun on my skin, and your sand between my toes. Your seashells lie on my dresser, making me long for sunset strolls along your shores. I want to climb your house-sized rocks again and watch the boats as they come into your marina. I can still taste your salty air and your soft breeze blowing through my hair. You never placed any expectations of me. You accepted me whether I showed up in shorts, a t-shirt, and flip flops, devoid of makeup and hairspray, or if I was dolled up in a dress and heels. Even when I just rolled out of bed, you made me feel beautiful. You made me believe again--in God, in love, in nature, in myself. You helped me smile again. Laugh again. You taught me to overcome my fears and step out of my comfort zone. You taught me independence, but you also made me realize the importance of friends and family. Without you, I feel like a part of myself is missing, a part that I never knew existed until I met you. When I was with you, my thoughts were clear, and I was passionate about life. Now, I'm not so sure anymore. It's hard to know that pictures and shells are all that I have left of you. One day. One day, I'll see you again. Time is a powerful thing, but eventually the waiting will end, and we'll be together again. I have a feeling our reunion will be sweeter than I can even imagine. Life has a funny way of working out. Positive thoughts are the only way I stay sane anymore. I hope you know that my time with you changed me forever. My only regret was leaving you.

Until we meet again,

Becca