Dear X,
Madi and I were singing along to I'm Yours by Jason Mraz in a room full of other people and I didn't know all the words but I didn't care because she was there next to me-
She was so close
So close
So damn close
Not close enough
But I didn't care. She was there, I could see her, I could hear her, I could feel her, she was real. She was smiling more than normal and she looked so perfect I thought she was fake.
Awhile after we had moved closer to the midst of the crowd I started to freak out because of all the people there were too many people so many bodies so much fear. I hid in her chest to get away from it and she let me. I breathed in her scent, looked at her face, and thought everything would be okay. She makes everything okay. She won't hurt me. She promised she wouldn't. Madi even said I was one of the things that made her happy. I don't want to leave her.
Madison gets jealous of me talking about Madi. I told her about how we sorta cuddled (is that what you'd call it?) in her bed and she got mad. I joked about joining Madison in the shower like usual and she said 'why don't you go into Madi's shower?!' She knows damn well why. She shouldn't be worried though, she's (Madison) the reason we (Madison and I) aren't together. It's too weird dating your best friend from Colorado, I agree with that. I hope I get to share a room with her this year, she helps me through a lot.
-Casely
