I wish we could go back to how we were. We go back to freshmen year and we bonded over Michael Kors. What happened? As the years went by, we got closer and closer. We were sisters. You were the one I could talk to about anything. I met your loving family Thanksgiving of 2014. I felt part of the family. From sleepovers and several hockey games, we were inseparable. You decided to study a semester in California and I couldn't have been happier for you. I missed seeing you around on campus. I missed having you near. I decided to visit you in California and had the best time, mainly because I was with you.

Your family was there for me when I got into my first car accident. You were there for me when I moved out of my apartment and when two friends walked out of my life. Your parents allowed me to move in. We did Spanish homework together and you slept in my room when you had your own. You got me hooked on House and we would have our Netflix dates. You took me to the gym and pushed me to my limits. We saw Zac Brown together and had many summer days tanning in the yard. I wouldn't trade that summer for anything else. We went to Lake Placid together with your mom and met up with mine. We relaxed in the hot tub and you made me die running three miles. We went to dinner, drank some wine, and we danced to some bachata music. You were an honorary Colombian as I was an honorary Italian. Your family was mine and mine was yours.

I look back at our relationship and there wasn't a time where I didn't feel like we were sisters. We told our friends and they believed us. We did everything sisters would do. We joked saying we would be each other's Maid of Honor. You would borrow my eyeshadow/primer and I wouldn't care. We shared lipstick and clothes. What was mine was yours and what was yours was mine.

I try to think back and see where we went wrong but it hurts too much. I don't want to think back on our past cause I'll end up crying. I don't want to think that I was going to graduate with my sister, cause I'm not. I lost her. I don't want to think that we were going to go on a cruise together this summer. Not anymore. I moved out of your house and I told you how I felt. I didn't get a response. That hurt me the most and was a validation that we will never be how we once were.

You found your Mr. Right and I couldn't be happier for you both. I just hope that you both don't forget about the friends that were there for you prior. The ones that were close to you. I wish you nothing but the best in your studies and future. I hope all your dreams come true. Know I am always praying for you and your family. I thank you for all the memories we shared and please know I will cherish them forever.