I find it funny how I make such a big deal about not opening up to people that easily and how it takes a while for me to trust someone the same way I've started trusting you. I may try to be friends with everyone for the sake of being nice, making me sound somewhat horrible, but I never expected this with someone so different yet so similar to me.

My two best friends from years ago are amazing people I met back in middle school and I almost started crying when they declared we were best friends. It took all of middle school and high school for me to admit that we were best friends and I am still learning how to be a decent friend with my trust issues of people in general. Yet, you did it in mere months.

I don't know how it happened or why, but we just clicked. I enjoy every moment I spend with you and there isn't a single day when I don't ask myself how you're doing or if you're day is going well. I'm also the kind of person is too nervous to simply ask over text because I feel like I would be annoying you, but you never get annoyed with me for checking in. Actually, you put up with my ridiculous texts, laugh it off and treat me like a friend.

I find it legendary how well you put up with me and all my randomness. You know how eccentric and off the wall I can be, but you don't mind. You, as I have put it, take all the bull-crap I say, pin it up on the wall, and move on with life. We call each other silly names, share stories and just talk about dumb things for the sake of talking about them.

When we're hanging out, we sometimes just enjoy each other's company without needing to talk and that means more to me than you realize. We have many things in common while being entirely different. Take the way we met, for example. Remember how you were quietly minding your own business and I was borderline insane with giddiness? I know you do cause you never did eat that slice of pizza I offered to you while Ed Sheeran was in the background. I don't know why I remember that, but I remind you about it enough just because it's fun to think about. One month later, we hang out almost every day and I have given you too many nicknames to bother counting. You know you love it!

From our love of cats, certain musicals, food in general, and watching movies, we just have so much fun together doing whatever! I love doing stuff with you! You're just great company to have and I hope you enjoy hanging out with me too. And even though you specialize in a major I wouldn't survive through, and vice versa, no offense, we still have enough to talk about when comparing majors and crying our woes to one another.

Mere months later, you let me rant, you let me go on and on about what I want for my future, and you let me have my bad days without judging me for them. I, hopefully, do the same for you. Like I said, I take a while to open up to people and to make them a central part of my life, but you did it in record time. How? I don't know. Were you just the type of person I needed in my life at the time? Level headed, intelligent, kind, caring, fun, funny, overall incredible person? Who knows? We just clicked.

I'm really bad at this sort of thing and have never been good at showing gratitude in a non-awkward way, but you know how awkward we both are, so you don't mind, probably. In short, I'm really glad I met you and I wouldn't give you up as a friend for the world. For a date with Adam Driver or Chris Pine, maybe.

Again, I don't think you realize how much you mean to me and I know it's a little weird, but you deserve to know. Thank you for being my friend and putting up with me and my shenanigans. I hope we don't drift apart like most college friends do and I want you to know that I will always be there for you just like you've been there for me. In short, thank you for everything. You can stop crying now.