You wrote me a letter. It was four pages long. Handwritten. That has saved me many times. I love you. I remember I decided to sit next to you on the bus when I was in 6th grade. That's what started our friendship. On the last bus ride we rode together, I hugged you until it was my stop. I will always love you. I once saw a scar on your arm. Where I used to cut. I asked what it was. You said it was nothing. I hope it was nothing. You don't deserve to be unhappy. You deserve the world. You're so sweet to me and I don't have the words to tell you how much you mean to me. I still remember your dogs birthday and your ex who broke up with you on a Thursday before a Friday football game.
