Dear Friend... You knew everything about me, and I knew you too. Did you know that I held nothing back? You were the only one who I was comfortable enough to talk to. How you did it? I don't know.
Dear Friend... You were the only one who could make me smile with my dimples. You were the only one who, when thought about, I couldn't help but smile. I looked forward to Sundays and Wednesdays, just to see what mix-matched outfit you would wear next. I planned events just so I could be with you.
Dear Friend... at first I liked you, and wanted more out of the relationship, but you didn't... and that was fine. We became the best of friends, which made people ask if we were more, but we were secure enough in our friendship to smile and just say no. I stopped liking you, but prayed everynight that what we had would last.
Dear Friend... You went to boot camp, leaving me behind. Did you know that when You left, I cried every night for a week. I wrote you as often as I could, counting down the days until you would return home. I would run to get the mail, hoping you would write me, only recieving two letters, but two was more than enough for me. Did you know I asked different people about you, making sure you were ok... and breathed a sigh of relief when I found out you were.
Dear Friend... I remember when You came home... that was the happiest four days of my life. I put my life on hold to make sure you had things to do, people to see, and places to go... but I didn't mind, because I cared that much about you. Did you know that when I had to say goodbye again, my freshly healed heart was ripped back out, torn to peices, and stomped on. I cried the whole way home.
Dear Friend... I was happy when I found out that you had access to Myspace and had the ability to write me on. Did you know you helped me through so much pain, hurt, and rejection issues. All I did was brag about you, and thought about you, and missed you.
Dear Friend... did you know that when your messages stopped, my heart stopped? Did You know that when I moved home, and was informed that you 'didn't want to ever see' me again... I cried myself to sleep for months. Did you know that when I lost you I lost a piece of me. I wish I could tell you how much I miss you. I wish I could hug you again. But wishing does nothing.
Dear Friend.... Goodbye
-Me
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Wow. This is a really good piece. I feel it in my own heart.
Keep writing.
And I'm so sorry about your friend.
I am so sorry that you lost such a good friend. You are an excellent writer!