My letters part one....

I'm going to start a series of letters, either to friends, family or just in general. This is going to be my friend one. And who better to start with than Davy....

Dear Davy,

You're my number one. I always know I can go to you for anything. If I have guy problems, family problems, or just feel like I'm ready to lose it all. I know you're there. Over the past 11 years I don't know what I would've done without you. I said the first time we talked that we'd be friends forever. Even though you thought I was crazy here we are. For a long time I thought you and I would be together. Called you my prince. Then for a while that all stopped because you were with someone else. And you were happy. Which is what I want for you is to be happy. So I got the thought of us being together out of my head. We've became even closer. Especially recently. I've said by your side through your breakup. I've watched you fall and break and I help you pick up the pieces and we put them back together even though it takes a long time. What friends do. You know I've had terrible luck with dating especially recently with jerks. And you help me get over it all. Still I kept the thoughts of us being more out of my head. However recently you've been having me think about it all again. You tell me you love me. You say lets just stop all these and be together so we don't get hurt anymore. You ask me to move to Louisville with you. I want to but I'm afraid for so many reasons. But the thing is you have a girlfriend (new girl). Who I don't think you should be with because of your ex. But its your choice I can't make those for you. My thing is though, you seem to get mad if I talk about hanging out with another guy. Why? We're not together and you're seeing someone else. Yet you get so protective over me. As though I'm supposed to wait forever for something that may never happen. The past few days though you've been clouding up my mind. Stop it. I listen to a song think of you. I read a book and think of you. I go to bed and dream about you. I love you. But I want to go back a little bit to where I didn't want to be with you. Its better that way. You need to stop messing with my head. Even if its how you really feel.

I love you. I need you. And I miss you.