once upon a time i had this friend. her name was emily. she was my best friend in the entire world and no one would ever beat her. we went through so much together. when my mum died, i went round emilys house. when she came round mine we would laugh so much, make our feet warm in my old caravan. we once went to the pub and i was wearing this really pretty blue spotty dress and plimsolls; i looked ridiculous, we both laughed at me.
she going to hate me for putting this on here.. once we went to my local green and we rang this boy we know called alex. we put him on loudspeaker and sat on top of a bench. then emily farted. it was hilarious, she hung up straight away and we both fell about laughing, we were practically wetting ourselves. it was brilliant.
our entire friendship is filled of stuff like this. we have the moses walk, wesley the weasel, empelbert and lucinda, highwoods, lucy dicknose, libby the lucky lemur and margo the magnificent meerkat.
to others this means nothing.. but to me.. it means the world...
Cricket, dorrell duck, that time i went round annas house and she made me look beautiful, my mum loved her for that.pizza hut. the world cup. chinning.
the list could go on forever.
then we drifted. and now i regret every bad thing i ever did or said.
i miss her like mad and i hope she reads this i reckon she will.
our exploits could last a lifetime and the memories she gave me will.
i had put in my other post about a girl called abi. abi will never replace emily... not deep down. no one could. emily kind of made me a better person. with emily i realised school was important. i understood things more.. in general. i never want to lose her and i hope its not to late.
with emily we said lets make my mum proud.
i hope we still can. ♥
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