Bittersweet.

The hardest thing about friendship is parting. When someone you love moves away, it seemed as if that friendship was just starting until that one fateful day. I never saw it coming, it hit so very fast. The departure was in sight and it was then I realized that we've just spent our last days together.

I miss her now everyday. I can't believe our time is done. We helped each other through many times, both good and bad. As I think of them and reminisce, I see how much we grew from little kids to young adults, we were all each other had. She wasn't just any friend who dropped by and left. Now we're going our separate ways, all I can do is remember the fun we've had through the years.