I remember eighth grade, grade school and Kyle buying you that fish. bush battles, Halloween, getting dragged out of your house, you driving by BES and screaming that you loved me. Going to LOMB together, and dying Georgie’s hair in bio class, the time you were on crutches we got from the nurse, that you never returned, when you called me when your cousin died; us crying about him for hours.
I can never forget eating raw cookie dough, and getting binkies, thinking it was so cool to stay after, and telling each other everything. When we listened to Gunther on repeat and when we made brownies at both of our houses on the phone, snow days, and Chel Bell’s house.
I really really miss you, I miss us, I miss the way we used to be able to sit silent on the phone for hours, and when we had internet boyfriends, our first hickeys, and how you taught me the trick to get rid of them so I wouldn’t get in trouble.
I miss seeing your face light up at ideas like walking out of Drago’s class just because he wouldn’t care, I miss making plans we couldn’t do because my mom hated you.
I miss who you were, I miss even who you are, although I barely know you.
God, you are still my best friend, even though we are getting more like strangers.
I miss you before you smoked pot everyday, and had sex with every guy you liked. I don’t care though, honestly, I just miss my best friend.
I’m sorry for every rough time we had, and I’m glad we can still talk, no matter how strained it feels to me.
I miss the little blow of air you would use to move your scene bangs out of your eyes, when you fought with Toth every day, when you stuck up for me, when your phone would be taken, when you would tell me funny stories and named your cat Seco for me. There are so many things I remember and miss.
most of all I miss your laugh. it always brightened my day.
no homo Cass/whale/babe.promise D: I “luff” you girly, forever