To my best friend,
One of my earliest memories is the day you were born. Orange wall, light-brown railing, big glass window—a little brother. Ganted, I may not have known a lot else at that time, but I did know you were going to be my best buddy (and I was right).
You gave me so much. We made our own little world full of adventures. We sang songs, made movies, took dramatic pictures, bought the strangest and most hilarious things, screamed and laughed through video games, advised each other on artistic choices (yes, you were always right), and spent all night watching monsters chase people.
A day won’t go by when I won’t miss you and wish the present was different, but I’ll try to make you proud, just like you made me proud. I’ll try my hardest to not be a weaksauce.
It was a privilege to be by your side, and if I had the chance, it’d do a million times over again.
Looking forward to the day I see you again, we’re going to have a lot to catch up on.
Love,
Alicia and Indy.
