Dear L.P,

It's me…... How strange it is to be typing away to someone who will never read this. I got this idea from a writing prompt online write about a person who has had a profound impact on your life whether its positive or negative. God how funny is time…...We knew each other for three days yet I told you things I have never told anyone else. It's funny how things work out in the end isn't it. I hope wherever you may be right now or wherever you end up your safe and happy because I know you weren't happy when we first met. Neither of us were…...I suppose it can't be helped especially considering all of the circumstances. Thank you, L.P, for talking to me, for saying hello and asking me why I was there. It was the start of what I would like to believe was short but well lived friendship. You were my first and last in a lot of ways, the first person I could ever consider a friend and quite possibly the last. You impacted my life in a lot of ways, I am and always will be grateful for that. You were the only thing that kept me from sobbing my eyes out my first night as what can only be described as fear and loneliness set in. I remember the first night you arrived everyone was talking about how pretty you were…...God it feels like a millennia ago. You understood me in ways I never thought of you made the stay less miserable a ray of sunshine in the bleak gloom of it all. Thank you, for helping me keep in all the tears I was so desperate to shed you made forget the pain. You set me down a path of forgiveness and hope that I could fix what I once thought was irreparably broken even if in the end it did get destroyed. I wish we could have met under better circumstances or that our friendship had lasted longer but now is not the time for such regrets. You will always be the one that got away L.P, you were my first friendship and my last. I remember the glee in which you listened to the stories of my childhood, the antics of my parents. I wish we could have said goodbye properly L.P. You made me feel comfortable within myself and like I could breathe something I rarely feel. I hope that one day if we're still around we can look back on the memories and laugh at the good times. I hope you learn to love yourself because there is so much to love. I hope you escape the torment of your mind and you heal from your pain. You will always be in my thoughts and never far from my dreams. I hope for the best because I hate the idea of the cold reality of us. Maybe if fate permits it, we'll meet again in the future when we're wiser and we're older. The pain of losing you is still there but I am sure it'll pass as time goes by. You have taught me much more than I ever taught you, you taught me something I will never ever forget L.P and I thank you for that. I hope the others are ok and that P. gets the help she so desperately needed. I enjoyed our "late" night conversations, calling our fathers assholes and complaining about the night shift. He has grown to an even bigger asshole than before, but I suppose it really isn't that surprising. We never really had much of a chance, did we? We were attacked from all sides before we were born and given a shitty lottery at life. Our whispered conversations stolen wherever we could, we truly were inseparable as you said. I'm sorry that our bond wasn't strong enough to last. I wish things were different but they're not. I'll remember what you said, "if anyone asks, we met at the mall". I hope you do end up dying your hair. I hope things look up for you L.P I really do; you deserve so much more. So once again, L.P thank you for everything you gave me. Hope for the future even if I have already lost it and it was short lived it was nice to remember the feeling that all is not lost. A brilliant friendship that may have not lived long but still is something I will always remember for the rest of my life. But most of all thank you for the memories that we made. I will miss you L.P, I really will. You will always be one of the ones that hurt the most. Do you remember the promise we made? I kept it but I still feel like I failed. Goodbye L.P and thank you for everything. Our failed friendship is still and always will be a thing of beauty in my mind. A monument. And remember the sun will rise and we shall try again.

Love Isabella R.