Dear Carter,

Every November, I think back to that Chemistry class when my last words to you – were to ask you for a lined piece of paper. If I had known that was the last time I’d speak to you, I would’ve done it much differently.

I would’ve told you,  you were the closest thing I had to a sister. I would’ve told you how much I loved you despite how we grew apart.  Better yet…I would’ve made you walk home with me instead.

We’ll never understand why we lost you so soon that day. As much as we go on with our lives, I hope you know I think of you often and I wonder where you’d be today. I can only hope that you can feel our love, from where you are.




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