To My Role Model,
I wanted to be you.
I wanted to be your best friend.
I wanted you to be by my side for every aspect of my life.
You lit up every room you walked into. Your loud laugh and perfect dimple ingrained in my mind.
You brought me comfort in my formative years and needed comfort the most. Your words, somehow soft and bold simultaneously.
You listened to my words and heard everything I could never say aloud. The thoughts stuck behind my tightening throat.
Now I am unable to lift my hopes off the ground because they have been broken and let down a few
times too many.
Now I am embarrassed to be around you in groups of people who don't understand that I can't stop
you.
Now I don't want to be anything like you.
With disappointment,
Your Previous Mentee
