dear you,
i'm not a fucking idiot. i know you're just trying to use me. what you don't realize is that i'm totally using you, too. so HA.
love,
me

dear you,
i wish you didn't live so far away! or perhaps i wish i would have met you sooner than the last two weeks of school. now i have to wait an entire summer and then some (possibly) to see you again. you bought me breakfast after a one night stand. i don't know if you know this, but that is unheard of around these parts. thanks for being awesome and getting my mind off of dickhead the past few weeks. you are genuine and true and i can already see that.
sincerely,
me

dear you,
i find it extremely frustrating that i had to be the one to apologize in order for us to move past this, even though you were clearly in the wrong, too. but that's the price i'm willing to pay to keep our friendship. you're too important to me to let something like this get in the way.
love,
me

dear you,
it's terrifying to me that you're dying right before my eyes and i feel completely helpless and hopeless and everything in between. i could tell your parents what you're doing, but i know that wouldn't really fix anything. i'm just a big pussy when it comes to you for some reason. but i refuse to hop on the bandwagon and give up on you. you're one of the most amazing, beautiful people i've ever met, and i'll be damned if i let you slip away.
love,
your best friend