Dear Friend,

I cannot begin to tell you how much I miss you. It has been almost a year and a half since you left this earth, yet it still feels like yesterday when I got the phone call. So many things have changed in this short amount of time that you've been gone. I wish I could tell you all of it in person. Talking now is definitely not the same as it used to be.

When I first met you, I was in second grade. I was dealing with some pretty heavy stuff at the time, and you helped me out through all of it. I knew you were meant to be in my life. As the years went on, we were involved in several similar activities, helping us to only grow closer as friends, and make many, many memories.

You were such a sweetheart. You helped me so much with everything going on at home, my mental illnesses, and my self harm. You were my go-to for everything. It's still hard for me to believe that you are gone. I text your phone, Vox, and SnapChat you so much, secretly hoping that one of these times I'll get a response back.

Unfortunately, I never do.

I think about you everyday one way or another - good times, bad times, and everything in between. It isn't fair the way you were taken from this earth, and I wish everyday I could have you back. You gave the best advice all the time. You always knew how to cheer me up when I was down. And of course, you gave the best hugs. You were so much fun to be around, and you always had that bubbly, friendly personality. You stuck up for others, especially when they couldn't do it themselves. You are always going to be remembered, even as you're gone, as helpful and loving person because that's just who you are.

I know one of these days I should be accepting the fact that you aren't coming back, but I have false hope to still think you are out there living your life and working towards your future. Like I've said, I think of you often. On those days I want to talk to you, but know that I can't, I read a poem written about you and this is what it says:

From her wise, kind words

To her long dark hair...

Your dear sweet friend is

No longer here...

Your broken heart and your tear filled eyes

As her soul goes

To the sky....

The times you shared, and

The laughs you had

Will be what you miss

When you think of your friend...

You'll miss her most in the

Quiet times, but

Know she's near when

You hear wind chimes...

Your heart will hurt, and your

Eyes will cry...

On the day of that final good-bye...

But, don't give up, or give into

Dark tears...

Even if your friend is

no longer here...

She wants you to live, be

Happy, and go on...

You'll see her again,

She's not forever gone...

This poem reminds me that I'll see you again, and until then, friend, I will never forget you, I will always love you, and My Heart Will Go On. <3