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Their love connected them in the most intimate way as they held on to that poignant moment in time with everything they had.
    A moment that would eventually seem like a distant, heartbreaking memory…
    An excruciatingly bittersweet memory that neither would let go because—no matter how much pain it caused—it was the one time in their lives where both of their hearts were overflowing with an intangible kind of love.

AUGUST 15 TH , 1999
    My Nix, My Wild Man, My Wonderfully Cocky Boyfriend:
    I can’t believe it’s almost been three months since the last time I was in your arms.
    I miss you like crazy.
    Actually, crazy doesn’t even begin to describe it…
    I know you’re probably laughing right now because you love to think of me as your crazily sassy girlfriend, but in this instance, crazy is definitely the right word.
    I’m crazy for you, Nixon West.
    Crazy in love. Crazy in lust. Crazily missing you every second of every day.
    I miss watching movies at the drive-in with you from the bed of your truck. I miss making you laugh when I recite lines from Monty Python. I miss so many things that I’m honestly beginning to lose count of them all. I keep trying to remind myself that this is temporary. That one day soon we will be back together.
    Maybe if I say it enough times it will make the time go by quicker?
    Let’s pray that theory is right.
    So to my pleasant surprise, Italy is wonderful. It’s definitely no Hawaii, but it’s great in its own way. I’m actually shocked that I’m enjoying Naples as much as I am. And I’m happy to report to you (my awesomely overprotective caveman) that I have managed to make some new friends. You were right! (For once in your life.) Honestly, I’m relieved that it took less than a week after starting classes.
    And this will surprise you… I actually went out the other night with a few people from my class to see a movie. We saw There’s Something About Mary and it was entirely in Italian. Thank God for English subtitles!
    Who knows? Maybe one of these days I’ll actually pick up the language?
    I bet me speaking Italian would have quite the effect on you…
    How’s Honolulu? How’s Steph and the gang?
    I miss everyone and it makes me so freakin’ sad when I start to think about all of the things I’m missing out on right now. If things were different, I would be in Hawaii with you, having the time of my life, and enjoying our senior year of high school…TOGETHER.
    Well, it’s almost midnight here and I’m barely staying awake.
    I hope you like the Italian-themed items I’ve included in the box I sent you.
    I love you.
    Yours Always,
    Meli
    P.S. Remember the night we stayed out until 3 a.m. drinking boxed wine on the beach with the old guy who owns The Lei? God, I miss nights like that with you.

 
    August 30 th , 1999
    My Sloan, My Meli, My Sassy Little Latina:
    I miss you too, pretty girl. And don’t worry. I love when you’re crazy. I especially love when you’re crazy and cursing my name in your sexy little Spanish accent…
    I’m glad you’re not completely miserable in Naples. Of course, I want you to miss me and remember that this “caveman” refuses to let you go, but I also want you to be happy, baby. I want you enjoying the experience of living abroad in a foreign city. That’s pretty fucking cool in my opinion.
    And just the thought of you speaking Italian… FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.
    That might make me die of a heart attack right on the spot. I’m not sure I can handle you fluent in any other languages. Your Spanish might be all I can handle.
    So tell me about your new friends. Are they all from the naval base or are some locals?
    Any guys I need to be concerned about? I’m kidding! Put the sass away, sweetheart! Meli, I have no doubts or jealous worries when it comes to us. I know our love is real and there is no doubt in my mind that we are 100% right, and eventually…someday sooner than later…we’ll be back together again.
    Everyone at McKinley