"What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies."
Her body was shivering, not from being cold but from earlier that day. I don't remember how I felt but I'm sure it was the same. However, I remember everything I saw throughout. We sat by my bed that was in the same position it is now, about five feet horizontal to my door. In front of the mirror where she applied make-up to my face we spoke about the dreams we had for the future. Then the more time passed, the more the coricidin set in. By 5 am, we were still talking and laying in bed. The thoughts are still in my head.
You never know that the last time, is the last time. But, that was it. The last time I had seen her. I have talked to her since but not much. She hasn't been able, but I saw a comment from her from a few months ago. Saying she missed me and loved me but she can't talk to me until she is eighteen and not to write back, I don't understand why not. I am nothing bad for her. She'll be eighteen before I will though, I don't know exactly when but I think in April.
Her friendship is the most amazing and extraordinary thing I have ever experienced, I don't know where to begin. But I can't lose it I am sure of that much.
11:57 a.m. - 2008-12-19
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