It feels really weird to write about you. I rarely write about our friendship or my friends, but I just felt that I needed to let this out. I know I'm not the only one who knows you love Winnie the Pooh or how much you love the fried isaw we buy during lunch. I know I'm not the only one who knows how your eyes sparkle when the topic turns to KPop.
I know you and everything else there is to love about you. And I know I'm not the only who does know these things too.
You are my best friend and I am yours, too. I never really felt the feeling of being sad knowing that I share that title with a couple others. It's not easy being your best friend, but it sure is worth it. It's worth it despite the times that I feel unappreciated. It's worth it even if there are moments when I feel like I'm invisible or unnoticed. It's worth it because I'm doing this for you.
I know that I'm not the only one entitled to have you in my life. You're my best friend, and you're also a sister, a daughter, a classmate, a student—whatever role you play it is in other people's lives. And they're lucky, I'm lucky to have someone as wonderful as you in it.
But the thing is, and you know this, it was never only me. It was always me and someone else. For once I just want to feel like I'm the only one. I'm sorry if you feel like I'm being selfish, but all my life I've been selfless. I grew up sharing everything I have.
For once I want to be selfish. For once I want to do this for myself. But I guess I just have to accept the fact that I'm not the only one.