Dear Cameron
It's almost been a year and and two months and it's about time I apologize. I'm sorry for taking you for granted. I'm sorry for not really listening to you on the phone. I do miss those phone calls in the middle of summer at 7 am because I miss your voice. I miss you asking me to hang out and I miss us going to North Park to decorate the sidewalk with chalk. I miss biking to Kmart and Walgreens and spending all the money we had on candy and soda. I miss even back in elementary school when you'd call at 5 am to play webkinz with me. I miss our conversations on Facebook. I miss the time we went to the roller rink and were envious of the kids who had a bouncy house in there. I miss the time you took me to a Bucks game, and the people in front of us gave me the t-shirt they caught. I just want one more hug, one more conversation, one more day spend with you. Because nothing's been the same since you left. And I'm sorry. I took you for granted and I thought you'd still be here. I'll see you again one day, I promise. I will hold you in my memory and never forget you, because time will never heal 10 years of friendship.
