My two best friends who have stood by me and reminded me who I was were always Melanie and Taylor. We were the trio, the triad, the triplets. Whatever. When we used to go to places like Melanie's church we would get asked if we were cousins. Close. There has never been a true crisis since I turned 13 that Taylor or Melanie wasn't there to help me with...
So what will I do now? Melanie leaves on Thursday. Taylor a scarce month from that.
What do you do when you see the parts of you you love the most slip through your fingers? What if I'm too much of a bitch to make friends at SDSU? What if I come off arrogant and asshole-ish?
What if my worst fears are right?
and i'm defined by those around me
because if that's true then I'll never
be
free
Goodbye Melanie. I love you like a sister. We fought like crazy, but you gave me the gift of seeing the world through different eyes. Before I met you and Taylor I was suicidal. An alcoholic who wasn't going to come back from the brink of the dark. You woke me up and showed me there was still light.
I love you.
Go to Utah and become the person I always knew you would become. I'm excited to see how you shake things up there :)
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