Dear... Hotch
You're getting married in two months. If/when this letter gets posted it'll be even sooner. We grew up together, although I'm younger than you, I was still able to watch you grow and learn from you. I was with you when you had your first crush. When you played soccer in middle school. I was there when you had your first boyfriend and lost your v-card (which we celebrated). I was also there when he broke your heart.
Time is a weird thing, isn't it? Because now I can say that I was there when you first met Him. When he caught your eye and never let go. When he first said he loved you, when he asked you to marry him. And as hard as it is to let go of holding that phrase for the next part of your life; as I pass off "I was there..." to Him, I'll always be grateful for growing up beside you. For growing beside you.
I'll always be your biggest fan.