Saturday, September 3, 2011


I remember sleeping over at your house once. You were five and I was seven. I was wide awake and there you were next to me, peacefully sleeping with your thumb in your mouth. I remember sticking my thumb into my mouth, hoping it would help me fall asleep. It didn't, but it was salty and I guess that was nice.

It cracks me up when I think about the fact that you only stopped sucking your thumb a few years ago, and even more when I think about the fact that it was only a little before that that your mom threw your pacifier away.

I'll miss you, and I wish we were still friends like we used to be. I love you, and inspite of everything that's happened over the years, you were still my favorite person.

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