Dear Nick and Corynne,

It's finally here: your wedding day. I've been waiting impatiently for almost a year, but if I'm being honest, it's actually been about four years. Ever since Nick first introduced his new girlfriend to the rest of the friend group, I knew your relationship was something special. That sounds like such a naive statement to make as a 17-year-old junior in high school. I know some people roll their eyes at the mention of marrying first loves or high school sweethearts, but they don't know you two, and they haven't seen you interact with each other.

People are quick to dismiss and underestimate young love, but I think young adults are capable of some of the simplest and most unconditional affection. It is sweet and innocent. It grows as you grow, and I have watched in awe as two of my best friends have developed together into smart, witty, spiritual and genuine people. I see you challenge each other mentally and intellectually, encourage the best versions of yourselves and never hold one another back from opportunities.

I have so many fond memories of all of us spending time together as friends who were also all coupled together. Boys versus girls capture the flag particularly stands out in my mind (a game which we females will forever dominate, by the way). When I think of my favorite nights as a high schooler and college student, most of them somehow involve you two and our circle. All five Twenty One Pilots concerts (side note: I have you guys to thank for introducing me to my favorite band, whether I knew it right away or not) have been spent with you all. And let's not forget the night last summer when we knew you were going to announce your engagement. Johnny, Sam, Alyssa and I all jumped in the car to buy champagne because we wanted to match your surprise with one of our own. It was the first time I have ever cried over someone else's relationship. It's so surreal, the feelings you get when you are involved in a wedding for the first time in your life.

I'll never forget the time in high school when Corynne told me she looked up to me and my relationship. That's when I knew I must have been doing something right. But let me tell you something: You two are my role models for a loving and tender relationship. You represent everything I want for myself and my partner. I strive to have a best friend and to be a best friend, to love unconditionally and to be loved equally as such, to celebrate and to struggle, to laugh, cry and grow with that someone to whom I vowed myself, just like I know you will. You are all the goals.

I'll start to end this sappy letter with my gratitude. Thank you both for choosing me to be a bridesmaid for your wedding. Thank you for being patient and understanding, even when you watched my own relationship break. Thank you for giving me this glimmer of light to hold onto as I've been struggling for so long. This wedding is the one thing that has kept me smiling consistently these past 10 months. You give me hope in a better future, in happiness, in healing, in being able to love again. You contribute to the redemption of this cruel world, a world that is so much better off now that it has that much more love in it. You give me a reason to shake things up and cry good tears, just like I literally am right now as I type. Thank you for allowing me to share in this adventure with you. I will never be able to accurately convey how much it has meant to me and how much you mean to me. Y'all are blessings in my life, and I thank God for you both and our wonderful friends every day.

I am confident your lives together will be filled with so much love, excitement and contentment. I've never doubted your relationship or your ability to compromise and grow together. You are both independently strong and lovely people, but together you are brilliant, beautiful and bulletproof, and that's how I know you are a perfect match. Even still, you know I will always be here for anything you need, especially if it involves "Dungeons and Dragons" or Twenty One Pilots.

Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Staresinic, I love you guys.

Jen