Look Up to You

Dear You,


I feel terrible. I'm really happy that you're home. I just wish I could express that. I feel like I'm ruining our relationship slowly.

I'm sorry for being such a girl; a hormonal teenage girl.

I'm not trying to be rude, but for some idiotic reason it comes naturally. I'm so sorry. I want you to be my friend. And even though that sounds so simple, it would mean the whole entire world to me.

I want to go places with you, and have inside jokes. I want to be just like you.

I know there's an age difference and it doesn't work that way. I know you're closer to our brothers than you and I will ever be. But I want to make an effort.

I feel terrible.

And you're really cool.

This is my letter to you,


Sincerely Me.