Dear You,
Thank you for helping me understand it all. Why you broke up with me. You didn't love me as much as I did you. I love your sister for looking out for me, telling you not to hit it and quit it. I feel like I can let you go now. Really let you go. I'll keep writing you, but the letters won't come as often.
So, after prom, that was a complete bummer, correct? Not getting to do anything but get lost, :). Its okay, as long as I was hanging out with you and Emily, it was fine. I'll tell you a secret. It was too bad the song ended, but our dear friend Zach was about to ask me to dance at prom. Didn't I tell you that I asked him to go with me? I did. I happy seal clapped for 10 minutes straight to try to get him to say yes, but he didn't. I guess he felt a little bad that he hadn't sad that I was alone that night while everyone else was slow dancing with their date. I caught him looking at me, and then he walked over I was sure he would, but the song ended. Funny how life likes to make fun of me, right? You were being a super jerk to me during prom.
Emily told me that you two were just friends. But with benefits. I know that will never work out, because if she can't see that you are in love with her, she is blind. She doesn't see much, doesn't pay attention too often to what others think, which is sometimes a good thing, but now. Not so much. You love her, and you know that when a friend with benefits becomes more than a friend to you, it can't work. You've loved her since you met her, everyone knows that, even she knows that, I think. I hope she treats you well. I hope that she doesn't break your heart, my dearest friend.
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