Dear D,
Part of me is trying to forget about you.
The rest of me is beating up that small part and holding on to the memories of you as tight as it can.
I don’t want to let you go, even though I have to force back tears every time I remember you. Especially those last few days with you. Those were some of the best and worst days.
I think you should be proud of me, though. I’ve forgiven Br and the others, although it wasn’t easy. Now I’m a lighter, happier person, although losing you left a hole deep inside me.
My parents don’t know that I let go of my grudge and still treat me poorly when it comes up; I’m trying to work up the courage to tell them. I think my dad won’t believe me, and my mom will expect me to proclaim my love for Br and the others right there, and I’m not ready to lie like that or try to convince my dad.
We’re going away for the weekend. I hope I get to see Ki and Ri.
I’ll never forget you, D. You left a hole in me that cannot be filled. I’m broken inside without you. I think I’m broken on the outside, too, because people can always tell when I’m sad.
I will love you forever,
(Insert name here)















