I pretty much just wrote this off the top of my head. I had been jotting (and yes, that pun was totally intended) little parts of a love-confessiony letter down in Notepad, and this idea just kinda popped up.

Jean clutched her jacket to her body as she walked down the cold, silent sidewalk. No one was out on the town at this time of night, not to mention in this frigid weather. With one arm still holding the jacket closer, she pulled a letter out of the pocket. She glanced at the envelope, which had Scott's name printed neatly on the front. She turned it over and pulled the letter out, giving it one more glance over, just to make sure that everything was perfect. She read it silently under her breath.

Scott,

I don't know where to start. You don't know how hard it is for me to write this letter. All of these years, I've kept all of my feelings locked up inside of my heart. And now, at two in the morning nonetheless, I've realized that I need to let them out. I need to tell you how I feel. From the beginning.

When we first met, the second my eyes fell upon you, I felt something. Like a connection that I felt would never be broken. But I didn't dare tell you that; I never told anyone that. Not until now, anyways. And as time went on, we became inseperable..just not in the way I would've liked us to be. You were my best friend, and though that was the best thing in the world to me, my heart yearned for us to be more. I don't know why those three little words were so hard for me back then. I was so afraid you wouldn't feel the same way, and I couldn't let anything happen to our friendship. Every night when I would fall asleep, I told myself that I would tell you when the time was right. I guess that time never came, did it? You meant the world to me. I just wish you would've known that before you left. Before it was too late. You were my hero. You saved my world every day, with every word you spoke. I loved you. No. I love you, even though you've gone so far away. I'll never stop loving you. I promise. I just hope that this letter somehow finds it's way to you, wherever you are now.

Love you forever,
Jean

She sighed slightly as she carefully folded the letter back up again, making sure every fold was in perfect alignment, and slipped it back into the envelope. A few tears escaped her eyes as she slowly placed it on her best friend's grave, and silently walked away.

Even though it wasn't very good, I hope you enjoyed anyways. And please don't flame/attempt to murder me...