A letter to someone again.

Two nights ago I saw you.

And I thought of you. How good you looked, how happy you were. How for once things weren't awkward or painful, at least on my end. I saw you and I thought maybe things were better for you. That for once you weren't in pain, or killing your pain with pain. That you weren't taking a pocket-knife to your skin, and I hope you didn't purge. You ate all of your dinner. That made me so happy. You have no idea how excited I was that you did that. Compared to the last time we ate together.... It made me feel good.

And you said words to me again! Do you know how long it's been since you've said more than necessary to me? I do, and I never thought that would happen. And yes, you are beautiful. Even in work out pants and an old T-shirt you're still beautiful. You're a little too skinny, but after what you've been through, it's okay. I still wish I could fix it all for you, but in time I think you'll find the healing I did.

Just know I never EVER hated you. I ALWAYS loved you. Even when we were ripped apart, I thought it was what you wanted, and what would make you happy. I promise you, even if we never go back to the way we were, I'll always love you and I'll always want you to be happy.

-Katie