YOU!

There's always the friend who you have known since you were a kid. The oldest friendship of all... in my case, is one of my two best friends: Izzie.

We met when we were in second grade, I was six, and our first words were: "HEY! Can you lend me the blue color?" OH! I remember, she became my best friend instantly, and I can't think in some one better than her. My life has been so much easier with her at my side; she's my big sister now... although some times I seem like the oldest: SHE'S A YEAR OLDER THAN ME! LOL

I think that she's one of that few people in my life that would never give up on me, that no mattering how, she will fight until she is capable for our friendship. The blonde and the brunette... we are the perfect mix, we are funny, sarcastic, sweet, confident... seriously, we are best friends because are parents couldn't handle us as sisters.

We have gone through a lot of things together, our holy communion, confirmation, 10 birthdays, Christmas, New Year, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and a lot more. But we have also been for each other on the bad situations... this year Izzie move to another school, it was a huge impact for us, since we have been together all these years... now, I miss my best friend in class, I miss explaining her the lecture, laughing about nothing, hugging her any time I want, seeing her every day, gossiping about the new couple at school, I MISS HER!!

Baby, you are my best friend because you love me for exactly who I am, my good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty. Even in my worst days, you never leave me standing alone in the rain and I LOVE YOU for that! My life have been so much easier, fun, and just great because of YOU!

I LOVE YOU FROM HERE TO PLUTO!

XOXO

-Camille

I MISS YOU

I hear everyone talking about her, how perfect and wonderful she was.

So I begin to remember... her voice, her hands, her smile, the way she said hello and just everything about her; and I came to the conclusion that I don't remember almost anything about her.

I envy my sister, how can she openly talk about her, about the kind of... connection they had, the dreams she has about her, and all the time they spent together. It makes me wonder if my sister was more important for her than me. After all, the years they spent together were a lot more than the ones I spent with her.

With her, I spent 12 years... I can't remember most of them, but one thing I know is that I love her very much. I love her and I miss her even more. I ask God, why did He took her so quickly? My life with her would have been a lot easier, she made me happy, she was my way of escaping of drama and boys, she was my second mother, she was my everything.

Never had the chance to tell her I love her; at that age you don't say that things, specially to your family. Her departure made me appreciate every person in my life even more. You don't know what you have until you lose it.

Grandma:

I miss your warmth. I miss your presence. I miss having fun with you. You're the one who makes my life whole, and whom I can lean. Late at night, when everyone is sleeping, I stay up thinking of you, and I wish on a star that somewhere you are thinking of me too... I can't wait to be with you again. I love you. I miss you.

Love,

-Camille