During my freshman year of college, I was lucky enough to meet two girls I have the privilege of calling my best friends. They are amazing women who are always up for adventure to keep my life interesting. Not only are they fun and exciting, but they have such deeply loving, caring hearts. Thankfully, one of them lives only 30 minutes away so we can still connect in person even though it's summer.

Yet, to my other best friend who lives practically an eternity away (1,400 miles from me all the way in sunny California): the summer has not been the same without you. I went from living one story above and a few doors over to having to drive 30 minutes to the airport with two hours to spare and hop aboard a plane just to see you.

In a world where technology is so prevalent, you would think that teleportation would be possible. If only I could teleport to your closet every time I became bored with my own, or if in a matter of seconds, I could be sitting at lunch complaining about schoolwork with you while you managed to listen ever so patiently. Life would be perfect if Facetime weren’t our best option for face-to-face contact.

Some people may think I’m being dramatic. “You will see her in August;” “You will be living with her next year, anyway;” “You have other friends.” These may be very true, but there is something unique and different about actually being in the same place as your best friend. You feel comfortable. You feel happy. You feel like you could easily date them over any guy because of how well they treat you.

Don’t get me wrong, hometown best friends are amazing but there is something special about college friends. They enter adulthood with you. They see you at your best (like when you are all dressed up and ready to paint the town) and at your worst (like after three all-nighters and six cups of coffee). They live down the hall from you (or in the same closet-sized room if you’re really lucky). They are the reason college is the best four years of your life.

To everyone missing their long-distance college best friends, yes it is only three months away from a glorious reunion but it is a long three months. No amount of Snapchatting, Facebooking or texting will be the same as having them there with you.

To my beautiful best friend, I love you to death. I would never have thought that coincidentally meeting you the first week of school would have led to endless laughter and cherished moments. In the words of Hannah Montana, “we might be apart, but I hope you always know you’ll be with me wherever I go.”