Reminiscin’ pt 2 (part one later..lol)

We couldn’t stand each other. Sometimes just being around her made my blood boil over. I’m sure she felt the same about me. Any excuse was a good excuse to fight. She stayed in the bathroom too long, she looked at me while I was talking on the phone, she had on a belt that I really didn’t need but just wanted her to take it off, like I said. Any excuse would do. Really, why did we fight so much? Frustration possibly, being in the house with a mad man at times and having no one to take anger out on could take a toll on the best. We had no hobbies, few friends and little to no privileges to go out and about. Still through all the drama, through fighting each other, I would gladly take a bullet to for this arrogant, ignorant, and sometimes a downright mean bitch. Through thick and thin we have stayed together and as the years transformed us from girls to women so has our relationship changed. Her shoulder has become the sponge in which all my tears are gladly soaked into. It never seems to get too soggy to hold them. Her ears and mind are constantly listening and solving problems, sometimes for six different people at a time. She’s never too busy to listen or cry with you. Together we have seen the light of day and all its glory but we are definitely not strangers to the dark and all its miseries. We persevered together and for that you will always remain my friend, my keeper, my sister. Much love LaRita.