Dear Jessica, I've dreamt about you the other night. We were friends, laughing together like we used to do. I thought by now I would've forgotten your face, your downward smile and the way your eyes formed a crescent moon when you looked at me. But I guess you left a soft path in my mind that leeds me to you. I remember how long your hair was when we met. I remember every version of you that I’ve ever known, except one : when I started to feel our friendship was falling apart. I don't know if that's because I didn't know you anymore or if that's because you were so depressed you couldn't look at me in the eyes. In that dream, we lived in the exact same reality as we do now. We still fighted, we still didn't talk for months,... Yet we ran into each other again. I didn't have any regrets until I failed as a friend. I've heard that you got better, and I hope that you will. I'm sorry. You deserved better. You were the best best-friend I could've dreamt of, so thank you for all these years of happiness.