I actually planned to write
something to you right before I leave but I think now is the right time seems
things went rough earlier. So yeah, here we go.
Dear my sweet little baby,
The first thing I want you to
know is, I love you. And I will miss you so much because you know why? You’re
the best sister I ever had.
The definition of a bestfriend is
not someone who could understands you in and out. A bestfriend is also not the
one who will spend 24 hours with you. Bestfriends, like lovers too, sometimes
need no specific reason why two people could be bestfriends. Okay Im sorry for
being too cheesy blergh blerhh AHAHAHA.
Don’t feel bad about yourself
honey, you’re more than enough. You were
there when I was over the moon, you were there when I had my heart crushed, you
were there when my tummy cried for food, you were there when my tongue craves
for the bitterness of coffee, you were always there and I couldn’t ask for
more. I am glad that I have you. I am glad that I have a bestfriend who is
willing to listen to my shits even its 3 a.m in the morning. I am glad that I
have bestfriend who I can hold hands with when I was trembling. I am glad that
I have bestfriend who laugh to my stupid jokes. I am glad that I have
bestfriend who never leave even when I have my mood goes up and down. I am glad
that I have you as my bestfriend.
Don’t feel bad about yourself.
Okay listen you little shit, maybe I can’t convince you by saying you’re good
enough but you still need to remember that human is far from perfection. You’re
not perfect and neither do I. I made mistakes too. I don’t always understand
you too. And I am sure that I did make you feel upset throughout the days we
have spent together. But it is who I am, and you are who you are. Tell me if I
did anything wrong and I will do the same too. Don’t worry, I didn’t hide
anything from you anymore (since THAT case, you know what HAHA)
Don’t feel bad about yourself,
please. I only have few days left. I wanna leave you with the best memories (I
wish I could). I am sorry that I am not really good with words but again, don’t
feel bad about yourself because if you’re upset, I will be upset too. Because
we’re sisters. I love you to the moon, and never come back. Hiks. Okay I’ll
take that word back. I hate you fatass. You make it harder, you make it hard
for me to leave.
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