My best friend, Mickey, is leaving today. Headed back to school for two months, maybe longer. I miss her already. Anyone who knows me, knows just how much she means to me… No need to repeat.
She called me from the bus to annoy me. Waiting to hear me say I’ll miss you!
Why should I say something you already admitted you know?
She came to me this past spring, at my lowest point… Just when I couldn’t sink any further before I could see a way to climb back up. At first, she offered some advice, then decided it wasn’t enough.
Just when things got so bad, she decided that kind words and encouragement weren’t enough. She decided that saying things would be better wasn’t enough if you weren’t willing to help them get better.