Dear Jenna,
You've been with me through thick and thin. I've known you most of my life and I'm sad to say goodbye, but I must. There's too much sadness in this world for my broken heart to handle.
Remember when we were six and you scraped your knee because I tried to teach you how to ride a bike? You really should've waited for your grandfather. I think you got a scar from that too...
What about the time at the park when you got stuck on top of the monkey bars? I had to climb up and rescue you so you didn't fall off.
Then there was the time I fell off the tire swing into the muddy water and you let me use your jacket to wrap around my waste.
The best moments, though, had to be the endless nights. Not the party kind, but the ones with just you and me. In the winter we'd make a fire and roast marshmallows. One time you even burnt your tongue. I told you to blow on it, but you didn't want to listen.
In the summer we'd swim in the dark switching between the pool and the hot tub. Then my mom would come out on the backyard balcony and pour water into the hot tub while we were in there.
Still, the best nights were the ones where we'd stay up all night talking. We'd laugh and make jokes, but we'd also have more serious and honest talks. I never told a soul any of those secrets. They're still in my heart and will be forever and always. I love you, Jenna.
I'll miss you,
Jake
