We've been good friends for a pretty long time. You were always there to make me smile and make my days brighter. I'd look forward to your unique humor and optimistic smile every day. We'd walk down the halls between classes and talk about life and love and everything in between. There were times you would walk me to class and rush to yours on the other side of the school.

We ended up going to the same college and soon we figured out that our friendship only got stronger. You knew me better than anyone there and you knew in milliseconds when I wasn't okay. It was a two way street - I knew when something was bothering you and you know I wouldn't leave until you talked about it. I know you don't like to bother people with your problems but you weren't bothering me.

There were nights when we'd take long walks and just talk. Be weird and take pictures with the Blessed Mother at 2 am. Some of the best memories I have were with you.

But here's the thing... I messed up. You took a chance and told me how you felt and I let you go. The truth is, deep down, the feelings were mutual. I could hear God telling me...this is it. But I was at a point in my life where I didn't care. I was absolutely crazy about someone else...someone who ended up breaking my heart. The weird thing, I knew it was going that way too. I knew I wasn't going to come out of that okay. So why I chose that person...maybe the college mindset got to me. Maybe I just wanted some fun. But none of it was good for me. It changed me in ways I can't even begin to explain.

If I could go back and change it, I would in a heartbeat. And now, being away from my old life, I realize what I've done wrong and how I hurt you and that kills me inside. You were the only one that I hurt to actually talk to me, to forgive me. And it led to a great night and great memories. Wrestling with you to give you gas money and running up a hill to your car when you stopped just to give you the money.

You're my best friend. You're everything a girl wants. You're an amazing guy...and I don't know how I let that go. I'm sorry.

Sincerely,

The girl who drew on your arm in gov. and law.