[AestheticDispleasure]

Rachel, my sister, God, how I wish I could say these things to your face. You were always one to light up the room and I miss the way you always carried chocolate for people having a bad day. I miss the way your freckles outnumbered the stars, how your hair glowed in the summer after getting out of the pool. I miss seeing your bright blue eyeliner, only on the lower lash line because it was "an electric touch." I miss you so much and I wish that this year I could've watched you walk onto the stage in your cap and gown. But most of all, I just wish I could see you one last time. To be able to say one last goodbye.