Okay so this is like the super draft version of a sequel I tried to write AGES ago but yknow, obv never got around to finish it.

Found it while cleaning up some documents and well idk, decided to post it here?

Who knows, maybe I'll finish it some day :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my OC Jackie Walker

Letter #01

Dear Bucky,

Hello Bucky,

Hi Bucks,

My dearest Mr. Barnes,

Bucky,

I really don't know how to write letters. Or how to address you at the beginning of a letter. I never really call you Bucky because I prefer James, but somehow for the sake of this letter Bucky seems more appropriate?

Normally when people write a letter to an old friend, the first paragraph contains boring stuff like How have you been? What's going on in your life? We should totes meet up some time and catch up yay!

But not in this letter.

This letter is not intended to reach. Perhaps when I have figured out why am writing it in the first place. Or when you have found what you are looking for. Or maybe never. But not today or in the near future ((it's not like I have an address I can send this letter to anyway, for now I'll just store them in a shoebox under my bed)).

oOo

There is this one song that has been stuck in my head for some time. I don't remember the name off it nor who sung it, but I do remember the lyrics; they went like this:

It's been a long day without you my friend

And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again

We've come a long way from where we began

I'll tell you all about it when I see you again.

Maybe you have heard it somewhere too. Or maybe I am just hoping that you have heard it somewhere and thought about the time we spent together. Too short for my liking, but still long enough to form some sort of bond I guess.

Either way, I will try to find out what the song is called and well, supposed if we meet again, show it to you.

oOo

James Buchanan Barnes.

That is your full name. Quite a mouthful. When you told me your full name the first time, I pondered about why it sounded so awfully familiar. It wasn't because I saw the name plastered across the Captain America Smithsonian Exhibition or because Steve mentioned it a couple of time when he told me about his life before the 21st. Century. It took me few days to realize that I have heard the Buchanan Barnes somewhere, and a quick Google search told me that Buchanan Barnes was a dead President of the United States. The only Bachelor under the presidents but that wasn't what made me laugh, it was more the fact that your parents named you after apparently the most useless president in the Unites States.

I told you about it and then laughed. Apparently you did not find it funny because you were not laughing with me.

oOo

I walked past our coffee shop today and it was quite full.

Do you remember us sitting at our booth corner far away from the window and all other tables? We used to come here almost every night for a tea or coffee and sat there until they told us they were closing down and we had to leave. I think the reason why you liked this place was because compared to the other cafes there were never a lot of people there (it did make me wonder how they could afford to keep the shop going but oh well).

We never talked much when we were there, you and I. Instead I would just watch you over the rim of my tea cup. You on the overhand were watching something else. Eyes carefully taking in your surrounding, always a calculating look,like you were ready to fight and then flight. It scared me sometimes to be honest.

thoughts and reviews very much appreciated