Dear Mely,
You had your graduation like a week ago. And I couldn't be there. Not that you would have let me go if I was around. You wouldn't let me take pictures with you. I know you didn't have a good time. I'm sorry you have such shitty people in your class. I can't believe you're almost 18 now.
It's crazy how time flys. I miss you all the time. I wonder a lot of the time whether you miss me. Whether you think about all of the sibling mischief we used to get into when we were little. Do you remember that one time we went to a Xmas party at one of mom's friends houses and mom and dad got really drunk. They were laughing all crazy taking tequila shots and making dumb jokes and we were sitting at the table looking at each other like wtf....LOL I still look at that picture all the time.
I remember when we were little we shared a room and your feet used to smell SOOO BAD! Even through socks! OmG! I remember I used to tell you not to take off your shoes because they smelled. lol You remember that little backyard we had at the trailer park? Or feeding the ducks? Or playing mermaid in the pool? Or the game Splash wars? Or how about the when I came out to you? Or what about the first day we went to the same high school?
I have so many memories with you. It's hard going day to day without you. I didn't know you would have such a grudge against me after that shit happened. We had always been able to make up. I even forgive you for telling dad all my secrets. You are more important to me than that. You are my first best friend. You were my light. my laughter. my muse.
I wish I knew you again. It's been so long. A year and some change. How many years will go by until you speak to me again? How many years will go by until we hug again? How many years will go by, Honey Bee? I will call out to you until you answer. I will hold out my arms waiting for you to hug me back for as long as it takes. I miss you all the time. Every day that goes by.
I dont want 8 years to go by. With ZERO contact from you. 2 scorpios chained in ugly deceite. I live for you 3. SEVEN days, SEVEN nights all week every week. I've counted 8 shooting stars so far wishing for a miracle 4 us 2 be okay one day. I love you 3x what you remember.
Ring*Ring
Love your big sister,
Rose

No comments:
Post a Comment