Dear Mark.
Thank you! I was so relieved when I got your letter. I thought I'd never hear from you again, after everything I said. I regretted writing the letter almost immediately after mailing it. I didn't mean all those things I said. Well, yes, I did, but I didn't mean for them to come out as they did. I miss Angel like crazy, and some days all I can think about is that she's gone. That was one of those days.
I'm glad my letter helped you, even if it was a pretty harsh awakening. Maybe it was good for both of us, to get things out it the open. I know I felt better. I haven't talked to anyone about Angel since the funeral. I didn't want to. Hell, I even moved here to avoid all of you. To avoid your pity. Perhaps not the brightest thing to do. At least someone knows how I feel. And that makes things easier.
Thanks for promising to be there for me. I might need it someday. And I'm here for you too, Mark. Don't let what I said in my last letter scare you off. I'm still here if you need me.
I really think you're doing the right thing by moving on. Your love for him is something beautiful, even if it's not returned. But I'm still glad to hear that you're trying to get over it. It's not easy, I know. But you can do it, Mark. I'll try to resist the urge to say something horribly cheesy, like "There are more fishes in the sea", but you know that there are. You'll find someone. You're too good to miss. Don't let anyone tell you anything else.
As for me, I'll try to take your advice, and live instead of just surviving. As you said, I'm sure that's what Angel would have wanted.
Take care, Mark. And write me soon.
Love Collins.