"Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true
Hey there Delilah don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely give this song another listen
Close your eyes, listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side"
Hey guys. Well, I've been working on and off on this for three days now, and honestly I am incredibly proud of it. I don't beliave I've ever put so much work or emotion into any other piece of art before. Some of you may know that my best friend since third grade (~AwesomeYasminion
) is moving away this summer. In five days, actually. The same day I leave for vacation. I wanted to make her a piece that would really mean something to her and I.
Now, obviously this song doesn't all apply to us, because it's a love song, and we aren't in love ahaha. But I think that it's the most fitting song that you might know.
I'm really going to miss you. You are the best friend that I could have ever hoped for. Better even than I could. Definitely better than I deserve. I know I'm really selfish, being so upset about you moving away, while you're the one actually moving and having to make new friends, but you're one of the only people who have ever had my best interest at heart and actually cared about me. And gave me the helpful advice of "don't die" every time I was sick. Honestly, high school will suck without you. It won't be the same as I always hoped it would, because this time I won't have my best friend with me to help me with my petty little problems, like what to do for my art project, or what to name my characters, or something stupid like that. I know your dad said that I was welcome to visit you in your new home, but my mom told me that I wouldn't be able to unless I payed for the ticket and went alone. And never being on an airplane, I couldn't handle going alone. She said that you could come here, though. That's something I guess. God, I just can't believe you're leaving... Please keep in contact with me when you're gone. And don't replace me. That sounds really selfish, but I wouldn't really want to live anymore if that happened. I really hope you like this. I ended up crying like four times drawing it and had to stop. I have to go before I start crying again. I hope we can see each other on Wednesday. Love you like a sister.