From: Alternate Universe Today Archivist <creative-archive@anxst.com>
Subject: A Letter to Lyta by JediLyssa
Date: Mon, 20 Jul 1998 00:26:25 -0700

name = JediLyssa
email = JediLyssa@aol.com
title = A Letter to Lyta
warnings = None.  
story = Dear Lyta,

      Do you remember a few weeks ago when I asked you to give me five
minutes to change your mind about Byron?  Well, now I'm asking you to give
me a chance to change your mind about leaving.  I don't know if anything I
have to say will make any differance to you, but I hope it does so please
hear me out.
	  I'm sorry about the things I said to you a few weeks ago.  I had
no right to talk to you like that.  I handled the situation badly, and I'm
asking you to forgive me.  The truth of the matter is, when you accused me
of being jealous, you were right.  I was jealous.
	  The thing is, remember how I told you I cared what happened to
you.  I was telling the truth, but I do more than just care about you.
Lyta, I love you.
	   I know I should have told you this before, but I couldn't.  I
was scared, and I still am.  I know I'm a coward for coming to you in
person, but I just couldn't face you.  I know if you were standing in front
of me, looking at me, I wouldn't be able to tell you everything I need to.
	  Please Lyta, please don't leave.  I know I sound selfish, but I
just can't bear the thought of you leaving.  There's something special
about you Lyta, something that I don't want to lose.  If there's any chance
for us, please stay. 
	 I probably shouldn't be saying this so soon after Byron's death,
but I know this my last chance to tell you and I'm not going to let you
slip away from me.
	 I've loved you for so long now, I can't even remember when it
started.  There was just something about you that drew me to you.  You
always seemed do scared and alone, I just wanted to reach out to you and
protect you.  Do you have any idea how many nights I lay awake wondering if
tomorrow I'd get up the guts to ask you out?  You know what?  I finally did
get the guts, but it was too late.
	The way I see it, I had two goo chances to tell you how I felt.
The first was when you were settling into your quarters, and you told me
how isolated you felt.  I just wanted to gather you up into my arms and
make all the pain go away.  But I didn't.
	 The second time was a few weeks ago.  When you told me I was
jealous, I should've said yes, or let you look inside my mind or something.
 But I didn't.  I missed two perfect opportunities to tell you how I felt,
and I missed them.  Since this is my last, i'm not going to.
	Please think about what i've said.  I really do love you Lyta, and
I want to be with you, and have a life with you.  Please Lyta, please don't
leave me.

								  - Love Zack
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