To my childhood best friend,
You moved the year we were supposed to start 1st grade. I haven't seen you since then. That was over 10 years ago..
I always wonder what it would be like if you never left. Would be still be as close as we were then? I guess I'll never know.
I just can't help but miss how things were.
The way we did everything together. The way we hid under our blanket forts and told each other ghost stories that definitely weren't real. The way we were spoiled rotten because you mother did everything she could to make me happy fore she had always wanted a daughter of her own.
I miss that.
I miss the way you snorted when you laughed. I miss your bleach blonde hair that I'd mess up all the time because I could. I miss your contagious smile. And the way your eyes sparkled when you saw the big cookies we often got at the country store. I miss the boy I used to call my brother. I miss that..
I just hope that where ever you may be, you're doing everything that makes you happy. That you're being who you truly are and taking no shit from anyone. Even though our paths split apart a while ago, I never stopped caring for the first person I ever considered my best friend.
Be strong, my friend. You can conquer anything the world throws at you. Be the person you're meant to be. Don't waste time making everyone around you happy.
And promise me one last thing. Don't let the world around you scare you into being someone you're not. What you have doesn't matter. Who you fall in love with doesn't matter. The clothes you wear and the house you live in. None of it matters. Be who you truly are. That matters. And when you do, you'll be set free.
So to my childhood best friend... You better be doing everything that makes you happy because you deserve all the happiness in the world for making my childhood an incredible one.
