[Avaleine]

Dearest CJC,
I don't think you understand the extent to which you had me for much of last year. My words of adoration to you filled many pages in my journals... too many. To think that you act like it was a silly game, or a dream of some sort, now is a bit annoying, yet I'm grateful. Thank you for not making a huge deal of this, but I don't appreciate how you play with me, and go back and forth between sweet words and cruel ones. I don't think you mean to. I seriously believe that it's not intentional, and you don't understand yourself. That's okay. I forgive you, and you'll always be in the back of my mind. I appreciate the experience you gave me, and how you brought out the stereotypical teenage girl in me. It's nice. Thank you for the experience, the occasional sweetness, and the lessons.