Hey, girlie. I wrote something for you. Think of it as my last gift to you.
I'm sorry for not being a better friend and I know your friends will always be better than me because they are your real friends and I'm not. It doesn't mean I'll stop being your friend. You'll always be my sister no matter how bad we fight. I just wish I had the courage and the opportunity to tell you this myself. I am sorry, sis. I know I should've tried harder. Maybe we could be better friends if I tried harder. "We gonna fight. It's what friends do." You told me that sophomore when we made plans to move in together. I won't forget it.
Enjoy the gift.
