I Can Talk

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I miss my best friend. I know she's there and we still talk and all, but she's just so far away.
We're both so busy and have our own lives to live, but she is such a huge part of my life.
From when we met over three years ago to now I don't think there's been a day where she hasn't crossed my mind at least once. She's my best friend.
And I just want to turn back time.
Go to TATINOF all over again, but this time just stay in Sacramento and go to 7/11 and eat sushi at midnight and stalk tour buses.
I want to go to camp and write with her and let her draw on my arms when she's bored and remember what it was like when we met.
I want to be weird and goofy and act like a total idiot, like myself, without being judged for it and know that's she's right there with me.
I want to hug her and let her know how much I care. I want to buy her a cat and lots of plants and be there when she needs someone. I want to rock out to the music we like and lay on her bedroom floor and talk about anything and everything there is to talk about.
If we could I would want us to travel and go see the world and I would take away all of her worries and doubts. She's my favorite person in the entire world and she's just so beautiful and kind and I just miss her so fudging much.  She's been the only constant thing in my life for the last three years...and she means so much to me. She's my best friend. She's a masterpiece.

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