My dear Stevie,
We're best friends. Probably always will be. We're sisters in heart and in mind [if not in blood]. Therefore, I feel like I know you well enough to say what I'm about to say.
Something has to change. You fall into fatuation with some guy. You spark something up. You have a bittersweet romance and he ALWAYS ends up hurting you. You end up wanting to die. I'm always there for you and I always will be but I hope you realize I'm running out of words that I can say to you. I've said all I can think of and it never seems to be enough. And then the cycle starts all over again. I just want you to be more careful. More cautious. Simply because I love you too much to continuously see you get hurt. And hurt yourself. I want you happy, love. I always have. You're making it so hard.
ps. don't you wish that was us on that beach? (: