*again written by my close friend. I love her to death and she has written this and it just made my heart melt*
Mum,
Two years, five days. That's how much older you are than me. Its also how much younger I am than you. For five days, we are three years apart. A lot can happen in five days. Relationships can begin, or they can end. The strange thing is, it doesn't feel like I'm two years and five days younger than you. I feel as if I'm sixteen, too. This year is going to fly by and eventually I'll be right here where I started. The only difference, I'll be a junior and you'll be graduated. That's two years of school without you. It's going to feel weird to not see you. I'll miss the moments where I whisper something and you hear it, making us both burst out into laughter. I'm so glad I met you sooner, rather than later. It would have sucked to not get to have someone as extraordinary as yourself in my life. I love our late night talks, and you always supporting me. Anyway who would have thought, we are two years and five days apart. Those five days you can sass me around even more because you'll be three years older, instead of two. I'll always look up to you, even when your least expecting it. You'll always be in my life, and I can't wait to explore the world with you.
Your Daughter,
Gerber
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