There is only one Stephanie in my life and it’s you. I know that I have met many other people named Stephanie, but they will never mean as much to me as you do. You truly are the breath in my lungs, the blood in my veins, the hand on my shoulder, the hug I desperately need on a very sad day.
No one could ever replace you. I would not be able to function without knowing that you are okay. If anything were to happen to you, my entire being would be engulfed by utter sadness and despair. Chances are that I would be come a true misanthrope. So, do your best to never leave.
I made you a promise and I swear on my soul that I will keep it the best I can. I know that the original plan has gone astray; however, I am working so hard to try to get my foot into the door of the house of happiness. Once I have my foot in the door, I will not stop until our goal is met.
“All I want is a place to call my own, to mend the hearts of everyone who feels alone.” –A Day to Remember “All I Want” from their album What Separates Me From You.
I, in no way shape or form, see you enough. We really need to get a special day where it is just you and me spending time together. It could be just like the days we used to waste away running around in sewers, riding our bikes, climbing trees, and walking everywhere.
Edgewood is the place I think that we did a lot of our growing up; although, we did have our fall outs in Spring Hollow, Edgewood seems to be the real turning point in which you went from being my sister/mortal enemy to my sister/my best friend.
I can tell you anything and everything. Nothing will ever change that. I know that you are here for me, and I for you. We are like and ionic bond, and I love that so much. We will NEVER be Eleanor and Joanna. We will be Stephanie Maria Lattanzio and Melissa Lynn Hendrick. Two “half” sisters who love each other more than two “whole” sisters could ever wish to love each other.
I love you like my own, just like Lilly. My love for you is unconditional. You could kill the pope and come to me draped in blood and I would still love you just as much. Not that you would do something like that (which would be a little more than kind of crazy)… I’m just saying that I will always love you no matter what.
Anyway, I’m going to wrap this up now since it has made me cry like a little kid who has scraped their knees. I love you, Stephanie, so much more than words could ever express.
Your Big Sister,