I miss my best friend
because
watching Finding Nemo
and making an appropriate handshake based off of it
was important
knowing that childhood
was watching Beetlejuice
and The Addams Family
was necessary
singing out loud
like lunatics
was normal
crying
when he broke up with me
was expected
having a best friend
to help you fall asleep
was safety
and I still think the funniest memory
of you
was waking up
to you laughing
and saying that you
thought I was your brother
in the middle of the night
and nearly cuddling me.
Thank you for everything sis. Honestly.
I love you.
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PoetryA collection of poetry. Classic feelings added to classic thoughts equals classic poetry. Rated PG-13 for language. © 2015 layschips1