dear e,
i regret telling you the truth bc i feel like deep down, you will never view me the same way again. and i still trust you when you said you wouldnt tell anyone, but part of me still wonders if maybe, just maybe, you would break that promise if push comes to shove.
dear c,
how is it that you are my worst enemy, but you used to be my best friend? i am so done with you, but at the same time, why is it that im having trouble coping with the fact that our friendship is over? i just wish you would admit to the things you did to me-- or at least tell me what i did to anger you, because for the record, i have no clue-- instead of acting as if everything is alright between us whenever we interact. right now i would be most satisfied with closure, rather than clinging onto a fading vision.
dear d,
oh how i wish you could see how much you are being ruined by being their friends. all i want is to have you back as my friend. i want things back the way they used to be, when i was your first choice rather than just some girl you used to know. i understand that ill never get that, though. but if you knew just how much i love you and think about you, you would know that you are the only person who really brightens my days anymore. i cherish every conversation we have; any sense that you may still care about me. just promise that you wont fall into their trap any further than you have. i dont want them to hurt you like they hurt me.
dear es,
even though you wont admit to it, i know you love me, as you have for a while. and i love you, too, but not in that way. please, just tell me how you feel so we can try to work something out.