August 12, 2009

8/12/09

"I was thinking just today about how we used to play barbie dolls and make-up.
Tea parties, dress up. I remember how we'd fight. We made up and laughed all night.
Wish we were kids again. My sister my friend."

I miss you, a lot.
I wish we were still as close as we used to be.
I wish you didn't decide to abandon your family for your boyfriend.
I wish it wasn't my fault you don't come around anymore.
I love you.

"Do you think you could come and see me sometime soon? We could just hang out like we used to. It's late and I should go, but I can't hang up the phone until I tell you what I don't tell you enough. Even though at times it seemed we were more like enemies, I'd do it all again. My sister my friend."


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