I miss you. I miss our crazy friendship. I miss staying up late and sharing secrets. I miss spending every possible moment together. I miss skyping. I miss having someone to share everything with. I miss matching buttons and the coke bottle. I miss sitting on the porch in the morning while you were sick listening to sounds from down below. I miss holding hands and skipping around. I miss rooming together. I miss hooking each other up. I miss fighting over which one of us was prettier. I miss knowing every aspect of each others lives. I miss taking silly pictures. I miss pillowpets and onsies. I miss planning what was going to happen the next time we saw each other months in advance. I miss the trio, you, me, and E. I miss knowing that every kallah would be perfect because I had my best friend. I just miss you being my best friend. I know things have gone so very wrong, but can we ever fix them? I'd really like to try. For REAL this time.