“My Dear Sister,

I don’t even know where to begin because there’s so much I want to say, so much I wish I had said when I had the chance. Every day without you feels like a piece of me is missing. I miss you so much.

I remember when you used to cook for me, when you showed me how to braid my hair and do makeup. I remember how you took my training wheels off and taught me how to ride my bike, how you would just hang out with me and play like we didn’t have a care in the world. I remember how you would check on me at school, how cool I thought you were, and how much I wanted to be just like you.

But I also remember how mean I was to you sometimes, and I hate myself for it. I am so, so sorry. If I could take it all back, I would. I wish I had called you more, told you how much I missed you, how much I loved you, and how much you meant to me.

You were more of a mom to me than our own mother. When we were left alone, when there was fighting, it was you who took care of me. I was always on your side, always defending you, because I knew you had my back no matter what. You were so sweet, just a pure soul, and you deserved a life where you achieved your dreams, traveled the world, and felt the happiness you gave to others.

Now, I feel alone—even though there are so many people who care about me—because what we went through, only we truly understood. It was always you and me against everything. And now it’s just me. I would give anything to go back, to change things, to stop you from leaving this world too soon. Because you meant more to me than I ever knew how to say.

You were the most beautiful person, inside and out. And I wish I had been there for you the way you were always there for me. I’m sorry.

I love you. I miss you. And I always will.

Forever your sister”