Dear HP Girl,
Look, I know that I haven't seen you in a while. Five years to be exact, but you are still a good friend to me. Sometimes I dream of a time where I stayed where I was, growing up with a good friend like you. We would sit at the table I imagined and we would sit there, talk, laugh, just overall having a good time at that table. I wish we did.
Then my mind reminds me of reality, the truth of what is happening right now. I have other friends, sure, but you were the only one who reminds me of the good times of the past. The others don't know me as well as you did. I'm not as open with anyone anymore. Moving from country to country in a short period of time as a ten-year-old made me realise that I would never stay at one place for long. At ten years of age, most kids have a band of one or two kids that stick with them for the rest of their lives. I don't have that... I wish I did.
I arrived in a new country, a new school where all the other kids had found their life-long friends already. I was jealous and upset. Jealous that I knew I would not be able to find my life-long friend here, and upset that I had just moved away from my life-long friend. As I said, sometimes I imagine us having a good time at a table, now the only thing I see is a table with an ocean between it. I wish I could cross the ocean. I wish I did.
Now we're teens, you're still my best friend, but we're practically strangers. I know you, but I don't. When I last saw you, we were nine. You should know that people change over the years. I don't know you much anymore. I wish we knew each other better. I wish we did.
Maybe if I saw you again, we could sit at a table and have a good time. For real. I wish we could.
Lots of love,
An old friend
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