I won't try to be eloquent or even moving. Just truthful, because I have to say it.

I miss you. I don't see you enough, and I feel like there is the cavern between us where there was once a close friendship. I'm not mad or anything of the sort. Don't get the wrong impression from this. But I really want you to know.

I feel... separated. We're still friendly in person, but I don't know anything about you, or what's going on with you. And I truly wish I did.

I'm not taking sides. I do not favor one friend over another. I just want everything to be fixed. I want everything to go back to normal. And I know that both of you know that he is not worth weakening an amazing friendship over. I want to know what you're thinking. I want to help.

You know I am always here for you. Whether you choose to take advantage of it or not is a different story. But I am willing to listen and support and help you in whatever way you need. Always. That will never, ever change.

In an idealistic, perfect, world, there would be no competition. But I am no stranger to reality. It's there. Unspoken, maybe. But perfectly real, and sometimes tangible. Even between friends, it's there. That's no secret.

However, when the competition is breaking hearts and shattering spirits, it's not a competition. It's turning into a war, with feelings thrown all over an emotional battlefield.

I hate it. I hate that I thought the friendship the six shared was unbreakable. I know this won't go that far- to that extreme. But this is a scare. A scare of things that could come to pass if something isn't done. I love you too much to bear that. And here I stand- paralyzed with fear.

I will not choose one over another. Maybe it seems like I have, but it's only because I feel you're holding me at arms length. And I'm begging you to let me in. Because all I have is care and kindness for you. No judging. No anger. No criticizing. Just a friend who wants you back.