Allie's POV
What do you wear to your best friend's funeral?
Today was Joan's and I didn't think I was ready to let go. They say, you never miss the water until is gone; they couldn't have said it better.
"I missed you today, Joan" I muttered into the empty room "I have a lot of things to tell you, a lot of things I want to laugh and giggle with you about but you're not here, Jo!" I sighed and stood up from the bed. I didn't think I was ready to go through this.
"Joan!" I called out into the street from the window "Joan! if you can hear me, can you come back one more time? I am sorry for everything, I am sorry for not being a better friend. Please can you wake up and tell me how much you love me. Can you tell me that this was all a joke, that this is all a dream" I continued screaming
