Dear Tess
Tess/Caitlyn
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Dear Tess,
I thought writing to you would be the easiest way to do this. So please forgive me for not talking to you personally, but I just don't have the courage.
I don't think you know just how much you saved me? I don't know how or why, but you did. All those years ago, back at camp, when you became my friend my life was instantly changed it was better. You saved me.
Remember Costume Jam? We went as Superheroes, you in your Superman t-shirt, me in my Batman one. You borrowed a pair of my bright leggings, and I borrowed a pair of your many Ugg boots. We contemplated stealing Jason's boxers to wear over the leggings, but decided against it at the last minute, we looked hot enough already.
We were truly best friends that night.
Remember how we came back to camp the next year and they had split us up? I stayed up until 3 in the morning every day that summer, texting you.
The Shane 'the bastard' Grey broke your heart. I kicked his ass, do you remember? I just wish I had had my camera with me to capture his face. We spent the rest of that summer stealing from his stash of Red Bull. He didn't suspect us at all, and blamed Nate.
We had silly nicknames, endless hugs and stupid inside jokes.
And do you remember when I was the worst friend in the world? When I deserted you when you needed me most?
I tried to convince myself that I hated you, that I didn't need you. I had Peggy and Lola and Ella.
But I didn't really. After all they were your friends first.
Happy Caitlyn disappeared, over time. I started crying and I felt my friends slipping away. I felt lonely.
I wanted to blame you; I really wanted to blame you. But I couldn't.
To be completely honest with you, I miss you. Sometimes when I need someone to talk to I think of you, you were the only one who I really trusted, you knew all of my secrets.
I'm sorry.
Sometimes I just wish we could get over this domestic already.
Love Caitlyn
This one's really personal