Open Letter To Karisa...
Michael W. Smith
Packing up the dreams
God planted
In the fertile soil of you
I can't believe the hopes He's granted
Means a chapter in your life is through
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
(CHORUS)
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord's the Lord of them
And a friend will not say "never"
Cause the welcome will not end
Though it's hard to let you go
In the Father's hands we know
That a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.
With the faith and love God's given
Springing from the hope we know
We will pray the joy you'll live in
Is the strength that now you show
But we'll keep you close as always
It won't even seem you've gone
Cause our hearts in big and small ways
Will keep the love that keeps us strong
(CHORUS)
- = o O o = -
Today is the last day of my Sissy, Kari. Early tomorrow, she will be boarding a plane bound for the City of Angels, Los Angeles. And I can't bring myself to say goodbye to her. I just can't.
She's out having lunch with our common friends right now, and I chose, despite the condemning glances and threats of Madz, not to go. How could I? I can't even look her in the eye.
I was shocked when she stopped over the office today. I didn't expect her to be there. Like a bolt of lightning, and as swift as the wind, my defensive wall shot up. Again, I completely & utterly ignored her... Despite the fact that I wanted to hug her right then and there.
I knew I had to keep myself in check. I don't want to feel like a crying shame again. Once was enough. And that one time was enough for me to be embarrassed for my entire lifetime.
Since she isn't here with me, and I know I can't tell her this face-to-face, I'd just like to share my open letter to her.
Again, I am so deeply sorry. Damn this friendship, right? Even when I don't intend to hurt you, I still do. Though I know you consider our friendship as one of the best you've had, I still doubt its strength and endurance. I don't blame you if you don't want to speak with me anymore. I'll understand. I just hope that you'll understand me as well.
I still consider you as one of my BEST friends. One who has touched my heart in so many ways. One who I'll forever remember and keep in my soul. Our memories will forever be here... In my heart, my mind, my soul. Forever a part of me.
Though I may seem bitter and dejected right now, deep inside, this is still me, your Big Sissy. The one who'll give her life for you. The one who'll always be there when you need somebody to talk to.
I am dying to talk to you, but this shame and melancholy is stopping me. Is it really shame and melancholy, or is it pride?!? Whatever it is, I'd still love to talk to you.
I'll be missing you. Stay in touch. Always keep God in your heart. Here's to you and to our friendship. I love you, my Little Sissy.
________________________
Elaine





