July 17, 2010
Dearest Liza,
Forgive me for writing this letter. This letter is hard for me to write but I chose to write it because I want to be honest to you.
We have known each other since we were toddlers, learning to walk, run, and jump in the neighborhood playground. Since pre-school, we have been the best of friends. We learned our alphabet together, became partners in crime, played tricks on the teacher’s pet. In high school, we talked about our love lives; we checked out the dates of each one and told each other who we should dump.
Now that we have chosen different paths, work far apart, I have learned an important thing about myself. I have always known I love you, but it is only now that I know how much.
I love you more than a best friend. I am hoping with all my heart that you do, too.
Love,
Paul
