the day rapidly approaches when my rock of three years will leave for a very long time, one year by myself does not seem possible and yet here it comes whether i like it or not. She laughs with me, talks intimately, seriously, jokingly with me, and most importantly keeps me sane. The year it will take for me to make my own journey through my last year of high school seems long and honestly hauntingly scary in its way. all that i must do and all that i must become, it will be all that much harder without her to lean on. my only hope is that in her last year i was at least in some way a comfort to her in the same way she was to me as a lonely freshman in a new school with no friends. her journey must break from mine and although we have many emails and phone conversations to look forward to i must admit that not seeing her there the first day of my senior year will be one of the hardest i will face in my oh so short life so far. not seeing the person you need is so hard, at school i will not be able to simply walk down the hall or sneak a few minutes from my classes to go and talk to her, to blow off steam, or just have a respite from all that has happened that day, no i will have to wait to call or send that ohh so impersonal email but even that will be worth it. She is my rock and she has been tipped by the wedge of learning, she goes to study, and rolling down the mountain she will gain speed, and for a while i may not catch up but all things must slow and i believe in my heart of hearts we will meet again. And i just want to make sure that she knows how much i love her, Chels wherever you go, wherever you are, if you need me just make it known and with you i will be however i can be, phone, email, or side by side in the years to come we may see each other again something i truly wish for.