A year ago today we were in the middle of a week long sleepover. We bought fireworks and watched ladybird. We swam in your pool and did our makeup to sit around the house. It’s been 3 months now since you passed. I miss you every day. Musicals and rom cons have been ruined for me, especially the ones that you showed to me. My sister put on Hamilton in the car and I was near tears begging her to turn it off. The first time visiting your grave was almost therapeutic for me, I felt so much better after. The second time I left feeling worse than I did before.I knew this week would be hard for me but I didn’t know how hard it would really end up being. I miss you so much it physically hurts, I’m having physical symptoms. I don’t know where I’m going with this, I just miss you so much and I feel so broken and lost without you. I’m too young to have lost my best friend, I’m only 18 and I don’t have my person anymore. I wish I could text you every time something happened, because I know you could make me feel better. This just sucks so much and I hate cancer for stealing you from me