Letter 23
Dear W,
I've known you for most of my life. This letter may be the longest or the shortest because, I have so much to say, yet it's so painful to reminisce. I think about when we first met and all I remember is being instant best friends. We were inseparable. If someone hurt you I'd be out for their balls and you'd do the same. Do you remember the rhymes we made walking up the stairs with food? Can you recall practicing dances when there was an unexpected and uninvited surprise? Out of all the people I write to, writing this letter brings up the most memories. You started with me and you definitely led me to finish. Don't miss me when I'm gone. I'm never coming back. But please don't forget me. I ask of you to remember the memories that we made. Make un-set purple fish and remember me. I'm writing these letter to cut ties with friends. I won't be here in a while, and I won't be there to grow up alongside you. You truly are, always have been and always will be my best friend.
Entreat me not to leave thee.
Or return from following after thee—
for wither thou goest, I will go.
And wither thou logest I will lodge.
Thy people shall be my people,
and thy God, my God.
Where thou diest, will I die.
and there will I be buried.
The angel do so to me,
and more also,
if aught but death part thee and me.
It might be fiction but it is definitely something that I think we lived by.
Good bye Best Friend,
Z.
