Dear Rosemary,

It's been 382 weeks since you left me. It's been 2,704  days since you left me. It's been 64,897  hours since you left me. It's been 88 months since you left me. It's been 7 years since you left me. Do you still think of me? Do you consider me your best friend still? I miss the late night talks we had. Everyday I miss you more and more. If only I knew how you are. I think about you every day. Rosey, it's  not the same walking into school and not seeing you. I'm so used to sitting next to you during lunch. I know it's been years but I still am used to it. I wish you had the choice to stay. If you did would have you stayed? Would you have stayed here with me? I wish I stopped you from walking out my front door. I wish I grabbed your hand and told you how I really feel about you. I was scared that you would reject me. I actually still am scared. I hope you know I'm not mad at you. I know you'd be upset if I was. I'm not mad you left. I just hate that you did. If only you knew how much you mean to me. If only I had the courage to say what my heart wants. If only I had the courage to say what my mind thinks. If only you told me why you moved. Maybe I would've understood. I don't even know why I write these letters. It's not like I send them to you. I don't even know your new address. I just put them in a box and hide them under my bed. It's been so long since I last saw you. Do you even still have my number? If you do then why haven't you called or texted me?  If you deleted my number then that's fine. It's probably for the best. Still I hope you didn't get rid of it. Do you still have pictures of us? I still do. I look at them a lot. I miss your laugh. I miss your smile. I miss your personality.  I miss everything about you. If only I could visit you. If only you could visit me. I wish everything was different. I wish I could go back in time. I wish I made you mine when I had the chance. I'm sorry I've run out of things to write. If you ever want to see me again. You'll know where to find me.

                                                                Sincerely,

                                             Malakai McCartney