"Sis"

I hate bidding goodbyes. I hate farewells. I hate it the most when I have to do it again and again.

You will be leaving us once again tomorrow and I am sad that we didn't spend much time together when you're back. I almost forgot the fun times we had doing all the girly things together and you are so much like a sister to me. You always make me feel like I have a sister. A big sis. I have always wanting to be just like you - independent, strong, and successful. The very first time you left, I shed tears, so did the second time and now too. Maybe I've never said it but I love having you around. I hope to visit you in Adelaide some day. I know I will.