As quickly as you came, you went. So it goes again and again. That connection is gone, and I feel such unbearable pain when I see the truth in front of me. I was watching old home videos of us from several years back, way before all of this. We were being stupid and goofy, singing along to ridiculous songs. Pictures we took together. Old videos from your dance recitals that I took. I'd say we were close to being best friends, regardless of our many sisterly fights. You'll never know how much I miss those days, how much I miss our pointless fights, how much I'd give up anything to get those back in exchange for this one.
I think about you a lot, too much for my own insanity. I cry a lot. Simply falling to pieces while you live your happy, perfect life in Campaign is what crushes me the most. I've been forgotten by my baby sister and she loathes me. And the only reason why I reveal all this is because I know that you don't care enough to read any of this anymore.
I wonder if we'll ever be the same.
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