Dear You,
I wish you were still so influential to my life. I miss that summer long forgotten. I never thought I'd say that. It was the worst of my life. I miss it for you. You were my best friend, what happened? We're still close, yes. But you're so different now and so am I. We both grew into our awkward minds and bodies and became people worthy of good friendships and self confidence. I worry that you'll become your family. You are my family, quite literally, but you live in a house that is poison to your wellbeing.
Price tags mark your worth in their eyes. But I see you as so much more than that. First female president, future top executive. You try too hard when you could be a powerhouse without a second thought. You were made to be influential so don't be influenced. You're more than a rich girl. I want to be around to help you however I can.
I'm a carefree spirit to your rigorous extracurriculars, I'm a slacker to your scheduled study. But we were born best friends in pink and yellow Power Ranger souls. That won't change. Thanks for keeping me included in every step of your life. It's the little things that won't let me forget that you'll always be there for me. I love you.
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