Dear (insert name here),
There are so many things I wish I could tell you. So many things I wish I could say- and have you believe each and every word. For two years, I hoped you would get the hint or understand- that you would somehow see. See all the things you have done, and all the things you have meant to me.
There was nothing that I enjoyed more, than having you beside me; whether it was laughing or eating pickles, I didn't care. You made me happy. You made me smile; a smile that for once wasn't fake. Those are memories that are always with me- memories that never seem to fade away or die. Even though I wish they would, they are