On Monday, I turn twenty seven.
That means on Monday, my best friend
and I have been friends for twenty seven
years. Tomorrow she leaves the country
for a year. The funny part is that we haven't
lived in the same town since we were eleven,
and we are quite accustomed to goodbyes.
This goodbye is different. This one is much harder.
I'm going to miss her very much.
That means on Monday, my best friend
and I have been friends for twenty seven
years. Tomorrow she leaves the country
for a year. The funny part is that we haven't
lived in the same town since we were eleven,
and we are quite accustomed to goodbyes.
This goodbye is different. This one is much harder.
I'm going to miss her very much.
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