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Dear Jillian,
There are so many things that I never got to tell you. Time seems like it will last forever, but the reality is that no one knows when its going to end. That one night when we were sitting on your floor in your room listening to morning view and makeyourself making jewelery, I told you that I would always be there for you. I failed you, because I wasn't always there for you. In the end I wasn't there at all. I left you and I'm so sorry because you were such a good friend to me and I took it for granted, I let you slip away, I thought this reality was a nightmare that would never happen; the truth is that monday, december 18th is the day I lost a part of myself that I will never find again. You were one of the greatest friends I had ever had. I wish we could spend one more day together and do everything all over again. Sneak out of your house to go for a walk around the block, go to LBI and sit by the bay, get stuck in the tide. Eat at broadway pizza, go to just bead it, go to AC, watch tv at julies house with her and ashley and jump on her trampoline, paint the mt. holly sidewalks accidently getting yellow paint in the streets but blaming it on the person behind us, go to a show at holly bowl, or the daily grind, spend 4th of july with ian at westwood listening to the june spirit's new songs. Or maybe go back to our final mt. holly run, that last time we went running. Thinking about all of this makes me forget that your not here. I want to pick up my phone and call you, even though I know that I can't.
There are so many things that I never got to tell you. Time seems like it will last forever, but the reality is that no one knows when its going to end. That one night when we were sitting on your floor in your room listening to morning view and makeyourself making jewelery, I told you that I would always be there for you. I failed you, because I wasn't always there for you. In the end I wasn't there at all. I left you and I'm so sorry because you were such a good friend to me and I took it for granted, I let you slip away, I thought this reality was a nightmare that would never happen; the truth is that monday, december 18th is the day I lost a part of myself that I will never find again. You were one of the greatest friends I had ever had. I wish we could spend one more day together and do everything all over again. Sneak out of your house to go for a walk around the block, go to LBI and sit by the bay, get stuck in the tide. Eat at broadway pizza, go to just bead it, go to AC, watch tv at julies house with her and ashley and jump on her trampoline, paint the mt. holly sidewalks accidently getting yellow paint in the streets but blaming it on the person behind us, go to a show at holly bowl, or the daily grind, spend 4th of july with ian at westwood listening to the june spirit's new songs. Or maybe go back to our final mt. holly run, that last time we went running. Thinking about all of this makes me forget that your not here. I want to pick up my phone and call you, even though I know that I can't.