My sunshine.

Over time, I came to appreciate the time I had with my sister. I rarely saw her due to different living situations, but I was fond of her regardless. 

Her words, her voice, her presence in my life helped me more than anyone, or anything else I can think of. Soon the visible foot-holes out of my abyss looked like a good option.

Our bond grew stronger over many discussions regarding life, music, and of course, boys! Oh the conversations were ridiculous, but they were a medication that required no prescriptions and had no horrendous side effects. (Well alright.. If laughing hysterically is considered horrendous, then there's something wrong with this world.)

Seattle became my best friend. She was more than just a sister. She was my sunshine.

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