Dear Al,

I've been thinking about you a lot lately, and I just wish things were how they were when we were younger.

I miss hanging out with you everyday, talking shit about John, my Philifjadjfkhsdgno neighbor. I miss going on trips out of state with you and your grandparents. I miss riding our bikes all around Westchester. I miss going to Golden State Mall and being followed by all the security guards because we were the only white people. I miss hanging at your grandmas like it was the thing to do. I miss ChaCha, your 12 pound teacup chihuahua. I miss Judy and Dave. I miss IMing each other even though you were only a room away on our other computer. I miss all our inside jokes. I miss us dressing up as scene kids and prancing around like we were the bees knees. I miss everything. I miss my best friend.

It really sucks to never see you anymore. It's been almost six months since I've seen you last. We used to always talk on MySpace, but now we don't even do that. You never want to hang out with me anymore, you've moved on to new friends. It kills me that I invite you to come over but you always refuse. You'd rather hang with them, the people that caused you to go to the hospital. The ones that made you almost die because they pressured you to do all those drugs. The ones that betray you time and time again. Yet I'm always the one that you IM on AIM complaining about them. Then you tell me that I'm your only true friend, that you hate everyone of your other friends, but you still continue to be friends with them. I just don't get it, I just don't.


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I want my best friend back...
Posted on July 14th, 2008 at 06:39am

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