Dear L,
It's not your fault. I promise. I still care about you. It's just, my mom said I can't talk to you. If we could still be friends, I would be all for it.
But mom is right. Are conversations were always super negative. And I kind of went off the deep end. It's not your fault. It's mine. But you had a bit too much control over my emotions. It was dangerous.
And also, I was never quite sure what to believe of what you said... It got exhausting.
But I really, truly am sorry. It's okay though. You deserve a better friend than me. Really, you do.
-Rose
Dear Adam,
You were my first kiss. Do you remember that? We lean in to kiss... And I flip out and practically throw you across the couch and then start crying. I'm sorry about that.
And then remember, how you caught me falling out of a tree that time when I had a seizure. And homecoming... Where I was to scared to go into the gym because the music was to loud. And how you sat with me as I had a panic attack.
Remember the fox you gave me. He was with me in the hospital. He's hardly left my side.
I miss you. It's just not the same sitting on the couch without you there with me. We were going to go rock climbing. And I was gonna attempt to watch Star Wars with you.
I don't understand why. Why did you Rob a frigging store?! If you needed money you should have talked to me! If you needed adventure, play paintball! But why... Just why. Did you not realize what it would do to me?
I still love you. Nick was so mad. But you're still his brother.
Why...
Love, Rose