A name I haven't spoken in a very long time.

A name I haven't thought about in too long.

Someone I spent years with, getting to know her and learning to love her.


My best friend.

My closest friend.

My dearest friend.



My Sarah.

Now long gone from thought; lost in my memories.

It's been almost four years.

We don't even call each other anymore.

I can scarcely believe how far we've fallen apart so quickly.

Although more friends have come, none will replace Sarah.

My best friend.

My best friend Sarah.


a/n: My best friend Sarah moved from my school when I was in fourth grade. A friend that has been corresponding with her recently told me Sarah has scoliosis. I know I should call, write, or e-mail, but it's been almost a year since I last called her, and I have no idea what I'd say.