Letter 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to

Dear C... it wasn't exactly a pinky promise but a promise of dreams.

We'd go to the same college. Live in the same dorm. Eat the same foods. Date the same kind of guys. Go to the same parties. Wear the same clothes.

Teenage dreams. I made a different choice, one that ended those promises. Those dreams.

I often wonder "what if" but neither one of us lives in that world. We live in this one. One where those promises were broken and new ones made.

Thanks for being so sweet and supportive...
Thanks for letting me break those pinky promises.
I love you,
Ren