#backtoschoolnow

I remember when I first met you.

You had your tropical blue pullover sweatshirt with a cute, red Elmo face on the middle. Your brown hair was tied back into a high ponytail, securely held with a white headband.

There was this nervous air about you.

Of course, why wouldn't you be nervous? It was your first day in a new school.

Having felt excited at the thought of having "the new kid" as a friend, I took the opportunity of talking to you.

And that's where it began.

A few exchange of hi's and what's-your-name's and BAM.

Our friendship.

We stuck together like glue. We were close; you confided in me, I confided in you.

Forward to our friendship now. 

We hardly talk, we hardly see each other. We share algebra together, but even so, I can't help but feel this barrier between us.

What happened?

What happened to that innocent, naive girl with her Elmo sweatshirt? 

Why have you chosen a life you know is bad for you?

You are better than this. You are better than the pot and the weed and the smoking. You. Know. This.

You are smart. 

Why do you choose to be influenced by others whom you know impose a bad influence upon you?

I love you like a sister. We are sisters. We were sisters.

What happened?

I hope that you have always known I was there for you. Did I not show that? If I had not, I am truly sorry. I truly apologize that I have not been there these past few months.

But, despite this, I hope you realize how much I care for you.

I love you like a sister.

So, hearing about all these reasons, and realizing all the signs that have been existent all along, I cannot help but feel that I have had a hand in not being there for you.

I am truly, immensely, greatly sorry.

I did not anticipate you to turn to drugs as your salvation.

Please stop.

I will help you. Let me help you.

I will not waste these relentless tears of mine.

I cannot let you slip away.

There is too much you have not seen and too little that you have lived this life.

I cannot let you ruin this chance.

I cannot let you slip away.

I will not let you slip away.

You mean too much to people in this world to see you go.

You mean too much to me.