She's gone. The absence of her is everywhere. My bestfriend. The one who was alwayz by my side. The one I could tell anything to. Now we barely talk. And it breaks my heart. Sometimes I feel like were strangers. I still have her picture in my ID. The drawings she made remain in my binder. I see them everyday. I pray every night that she's happy. And that the people where she's at treat her right. She may be gone. But the memories are still here. Im thankful for that. I just hope she remembers me. And knows how much I miss her.
