To someone who has grown up with you;
Always been there for you;
A friend. No, a sister.
You are my sisters;
You are my best friends.
High school is gone; it is in the past,
And now all we have is the present.
The present is sad
Because you aren't here;
Not here to hug;
Not here to cry with;
Not here to laugh with...
You're always in my heart;
A mental picture in my mind.
I look at it when I need to see you.
So many memories.
So many more to come.
You are my sisters.
How could I ever say good-bye?
