Helooo. I'm Natalie, i can fly, i can sing and i wear tight funny costumes to go save the world. I can breathe underwater and i go for ballet classes with Ariel and Flounder. Peter Pan is my best friend and Tinkerbell hates me. I like chocolate. Chocolate Chocolate CHOCOLATE. I drool over hot guys and sneer over bitchy whores. Dumbledore is my grandfather. Enjoy this blog.

12.00PM Friday.

Hello.

This is for you, Alec.

Hey, 'Lec?
Remember me?
Natalie.

I know Fi told you to read this.
Don't get mad at her.
I asked her to.
It's been nearly one year and a half since we lost touch.
Since, you know.

I'm sorry, if i ever hurt you with my words.
I know i can get moody and emo at times and i really appreciate you always, always, always being there for me.

I'm sorry if i acted too spoiled and like a precious princess at times.
I know you tried your best.

After all the time we spent together, and to just lose connection just like that...
Well.
It's been a year and nine months.
We haven't spoken since that brief catch-up in OU three months ago.
But it's okay.

I was clearing away some of my old drawings and stuff when i found an old crumpled piece of paper.
The one of the alien and you. And the one of me and the wig.
Remember?

This is not a post about reminiscence.
Its just, i felt that you had to know I'm truly sorry.

But it wasn't only me.

Sometimes, i guess you can be a little overbearing.
We fought at times.
But we would always say sorry and it'd be all right again.
You'd sometimes jump to conclusions and accuse me wrongly and sometimes, even harshly. I lived with it.
No one is perfect.
You had faults.
So did I.

We used to go to that same field almost every day.
Shoot hoops almost every day.
Even though i couldn't at the time, you flawlessly shot goal after goal.

You moved to another continent for your dad's huge promotion.
You were so excited about it. Your mom and Fi were so excited. It was a new start for all of you.
I was so happy for you.
I still remember.
But we were over just before you moved.

You were the best friend i never had.
And a just that little bit more.

I don't expect you to call, like you used to.
I just wanted you to read this.
And know that maybe our ending wasn't so bad.

And that it's okay.

We move on.

Yeah.
We met up again three months ago.
I mentioned that, i know.
You really haven't changed, haven't you?
Thats a good thing.

It was brief and short.
One hour doesn't really compare to everything.
It felt so different.

Fi said you still blame yourself.
Don't.

I've stopped.
Maybe you should too.
But I'm not expecting things between us to change.

It's okay.
We'll always have the memories, right?

To the best friend,
'Lec.

-Natalie-