To my best friend
I am sorry that you had to be an adult like this and that you had to learn that life is a crazy maze. I can’t begin to understand what you are going through or what you will go through in the next very many days. Nobody will get how you feel or how much this will change you, but that’s not a bad thing because no one really understood what he meant to you. Here is the one thing I know: I’ll be here when you need me. That is a phone call away even when you can’t talk; that is a text away if you need to vent. The walls seem to have been crushed down, but I’ll be here when you’re ready to build them again. I have looked at all the possible ways in which I can be there for you, and I have concluded that I’ll wait for your lead. It’s not easy, but nothing really is. I write because I want to abandon everything and follow you so I can hold your hand. So I can be there when you need me, and since I can’t be there, this is my way of saying I’m here. I love you so much, and there’s not a thing I wouldn’t do to make you feel better. I am sorry that you have to grow up like this. I hope you know that it’s okay to break, that it’s okay to laugh, and that whichever method you choose to deal with is very okay. Don’t let anyone tell you what is right and what isn’t. Do right by you; he loved you for exactly who you are. I’m sending you all the love and hugs you can handle. You got this, and I am praying for you.
