Dear Herb,
You were my very first friend. You were one of the first people I ever laid eyes on. You brought flowers for me when I was born, but the nurses wouldn't let me have them, so you gave them to mom instead. How sweet! You always did love to give me stuff! Anything I wanted, you'd do your best to get for me. Remember the flamingo feather I wanted? Or how about the miniature American flag? And I always felt so lucky when you would help me with my homework so that we could play. What great memories!
You were also my hero. Did you ever know that? You must have... I looked up to you so much! I wanted to be just like you someday! You were big and bad! No one could beat you!
Of course, those illusions faded with time. In many ways, I feel that this is most unfortunate. However, I know that they had to. You see, Herbie, we are very different people. I'm the shy, studious one, while you're the outgoing, rambunctious one. Oh how I longed to be just like you!
I realize now that I am happy to be the way I am. In fact, I'd much rather be me than you. Pretty sad, huh? It is to me. It's not a fun thing to see your hero fall, you know. To see the person you love and respect more than life itself disrespect you and others you love is not a pleasant thing at all.
I wish you could see what you were doing to us. You are breaking our hearts. Why do you not care anymore?
You were my very first friend. You were one of the first people I ever laid eyes on. You brought flowers for me when I was born, but the nurses wouldn't let me have them, so you gave them to mom instead. How sweet! You always did love to give me stuff! Anything I wanted, you'd do your best to get for me. Remember the flamingo feather I wanted? Or how about the miniature American flag? And I always felt so lucky when you would help me with my homework so that we could play. What great memories!
You were also my hero. Did you ever know that? You must have... I looked up to you so much! I wanted to be just like you someday! You were big and bad! No one could beat you!
Of course, those illusions faded with time. In many ways, I feel that this is most unfortunate. However, I know that they had to. You see, Herbie, we are very different people. I'm the shy, studious one, while you're the outgoing, rambunctious one. Oh how I longed to be just like you!
I realize now that I am happy to be the way I am. In fact, I'd much rather be me than you. Pretty sad, huh? It is to me. It's not a fun thing to see your hero fall, you know. To see the person you love and respect more than life itself disrespect you and others you love is not a pleasant thing at all.
I wish you could see what you were doing to us. You are breaking our hearts. Why do you not care anymore?
