To my best friend whom I miss like no other
you took me in the bathroom and told me the news,
you were to move away in a month.
we have been friends and I've seen you everyday since 1st grade.
it didn't hit me, that you meant move away for ever.
I mean, you were moving away in a month, we had 30 days. right?
it seemed like forever.
and soon it came closer and forever seemed so near.
we had all of our last times together...
our last F on a religion test.
our last girl's night out.
our last mother/daughter night.
even our last fight.
and then it came Thursday
and then we had our last Friday,
and then it was our last Saturday
and then came Monday ((and we all know how much we hate Mondays))
and then it was Tuesday, the day before you were going to leave.
and then it was the day. I remember it like yesterday. We threw you a party at school. Everyone was there and happy, but me. I tried not to fall apart, and it was a hell of a job.
and then it was Thursday and I didn't really realize you were gone. It just seemed like you were just sick.
A week went by and I started missing you, I still kept it all bottled up inside.
I hadn't talked to you, or seen you in a month and still no emotions could be seen.
It is now almost a year now since you have been gone. And while writing this, is the first time I have cried. I am really good at keeping things inside, because I have gone through so many deaths, that I'm getting really good at not falling apart. But I can't keep this one in any longer.
