20 October, 1999
  Dear Renee,
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How did this happen? How did we grow so far apart in such a short time? I know it is my fault, at least some of it is. We are both too stubborn for our own good. God, I miss the good times. Why did we let this happen?

I remember the vacation we spent together. That was probably the happiest time during our friendship. You were the one who stayed with me while I was sick. You were the one that held my hand when I felt bad. Well, thinking about everything we had and now is lost, I feel bad. I need you to hold my hand. I don't think you will ever do that again though. I need to move on. I need to get over you. We had two good years as best friends. I wish we had more.

I knew things were changing. We both began to get new friends. Going to different schools didn't help anything. I would always go hang out with them, instead of you. I wanted them to accept me. You did the same though. We were both so jealous we couldn't deal with it. So we just let the rope unravel. We began spending more and more time apart. I hated it. When I was with my new friends I had fun, but when I would get home, and I would see your name online I wanted to IM you and tell you how much fun I had, so I did. I didn't realize then how much it must have hurt you to see that. To see how much fun I was having without you. For that I apologize.

We began to grow close again, only to be torn apart when school started. Friends, boyfriends, and jobs have kept us that way. I haven't always approved of your friends, in fact, I think you are way too good for them. But, you must see something in them that I don't. I hope you're happy. Maybe someday I'll be able to pick up the phone, or IM you one night. For now, I miss being able to tell you everything that goes on in my life. I want to be able to tell you about my boyfriend and how great he is. I want to call you when I have a problem and am crying. I want to see you on your most important occasions, and on mine. There aren't many people that I can tell my secrets too. Now, there is one less person. By some miracle I'm hoping that you see this. Maybe then we can become friends again. We don't have to be best friends, right now I would settle for just friends.

Love,

Megan

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