I never got a chance beyond a few words in a text message to say goodbye.
I wish you could have seen how much you meant to me. You helped me grow, you helped me feel beautiful. And you could always make me laugh. You were also a great person to talk to.
I don't open up easily but I did with you. I let you into my heart and saw you as my BFF.
I know I told you many times how much I cared, and loved our girl time. Whether you believe me or not I probably will never know.
But, even though you are gone I still pray for you every night. I pray that you find peace and happiness. I pray that you someday know how much you still mean to me.
The way you walked out, I should hate you. But I don't. Because to a small extent I understand. At first it seemed like being angry or mad was the best way to deal with it, the right way to feel. But honestly when it comes down to it. I'm hurt and sad. That's it. I hurt. And it's ok. You meant a lot to me. And I'm allowed this time to hurt.
I have to move on though. Maybe you will come back into my life. Maybe you won't. But, I will always remember the fun we had!
Katie
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