Sisters

Do you ever wish you could go back in time? I do. I wish I could go back to last summer, and not stop talking to you. I know I act like I cannot stand you anymore but I miss you so much. I just never show it because you seem like you don’t even care. You were my sister, when we're together nothing mattered. You were there for me through the heart breaks and tears, through my broken bones, and all the happy times. The important times in my life, you were there for me. The memories of me and you will never die; we skipped best friend stage and went straight to sisters. People even thought we were twins, we were inseparable. If I wasn’t at your house, you were at mine. The truth is I miss you with all my heart. I miss your mom’s mac ‘n cheese. I miss the way your house smelled. I miss you. I was upset with you because you were with a guy who treated you like dirt so you slowly stopped telling me about you and him, then I started seeing someone and did the same. We slowly lost touch with each other.

It took me the whole summer to realize what I had lost. I wrote you letter after letter and not once did I get a response or you told me you wanted a sorry. I said I was sorry. I have told you more than once, but it wasn’t just my fault only. It was yours too. I would like a sorry, but I’m not asking for that as I just want to be sisters again. I see you every day, we never speak to each other. We walk right past each other as if nothing had ever happened. This kills me and I don’t know if it kills you too. I don’t know what else to do. You told me you didn’t want to fall in to my bad ways but wouldn’t a sister try to stop me from those bad ways? You have changed a lot and I don’t know who you are any more. But in the end, I hope to get to know you again and maybe one day, return to being sisters.