I meant to bring your letter with me on my trip this weekend so I could write you while I sat in the sun but I left it on my desk. I’ll finish it up next week and send it right away. Sorry for the delay.
“If you live to be a hundred, I hope to live to be a hundred minus a day, so I never have to live without you.”
A lot of you will have seen this girl on my blog all the time. Her name’s Rose and she’s my best friend in the world.
So it’s Rose’s eighteenth birthday today and I’m so excited for her. I’m going to make sure she has the best day and best party possible. So much drama has arisen this week concerning friendship groups that’d put a downer on anyone’s day but she’s been looking on the bright side like she always does. She’s there for me through anything and everything, so much so that the term “best friend” just doesn’t feel like enough. She completes me in ways I never could’ve imagined. She knows little things about me that I didn’t even know.
There aren’t even any words in existence to express how perfect this girl is, how much she means to me and what I would do without her. If I lost her I’d genuinely be completely and utterly dead inside. I would have no purpose.
I love you gorgeous girl and just remember if I could protect you from every little bad thing in the world I would. I’d die for you, I’d swim an ocean for you, I would do anything for you. You deserve everything you’ve ever dreamed of and more. You’re the best, most magical thing to ever happen to me and there is noone on this earth that could ever measure up to you in my eyes. You are my everything. My only reason for breathing.
I’ll make you a star in my universe, you’ll never have to go to work. You’ll spend every day shining your light my way.
I like to post about my best friend like this every now and then because I’m bad at expressing things out loud so this seems to work best for me.
For those of you who don’t know, this is Rose. She is my everything, and when I say everything I mean she’s my second half, better half, my inspiration, my smile, my laugh, my reason for getting up every day, my reason for living, she’s my very reason for existence. It frustrates me when I can never find the perfect words to portray exactly what she means to me.
She’s the single most beautiful person I have ever met. She saved me when I was in an awful place. She was sent to me for a purpose, she was sent to me to make me a better person and she’s done it so very well.
She’s not graceful, elegant, smooth, lady like or anything of the sort. But I love her inside and out. I love every fiber of her being. I will never, ever, ever leave her side.