nobody how many times you tell me things will change, they never do. i miss our uncontrollable laughing fits, our inside jokes, staying up until 3am, our midnight sleepover confessionals. you once told me that you had never felt a connection with anyone like the one you felt with me. now we’re strangers. i don’t know how to talk to you anymore. you were a sister to me and now i’m lucky to get a passing smile in the hallway. what did i do? why am i always your last choice?