my best friend for 15 years is gone. and all I can feel is this hallowed out piece of me.....this phantom shadow that is no longer there, but who I keep reaching out to anyway. it's so quiet and I just want to see her one last time, to tell me she's okay, so I can tell her I love her and I'm sorry. I'm sorry for letting her go, I'm sorry for making the decision even though it was for the best. and I hate writing these things because it's just a cry for sympathy. I don't want your condolences....I want your memories. If any of you had the honor of ever meeting the fab. C.C., make me laugh, tell me of your impressions of her snorts and coughs, tell me what you saw in her eyes.
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"Pssst! Did you get the pacakge I sent you?"