dear little z,
please come back home. life just isn't the same when you're not in the same city/state as me. i am feeling like it was the night we parted, sad and not wanting to admit the truth that we wont be together everyday anymore. the fact is there is just so much i want to tell you but i don't ever get the chance. and to be honest i am afraid we'll grow apart and i wont be your number 1 bestie anymore. right now all i have to hold on to is the many memories of sleepovers, letterboxng, cookies, and laughter but what is keeping me together is the possibility of coming to see you. i wish you the best of luck at school just as long as you promise me we'll always be best friends.

love,
big z
xo
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