1,140 days ago, you became my best friend and I didn't even know it.

Of course, in 2013, I was that freshman girl who always liked older boys and never liked anyone my own age. I mean, that's usually the way it goes. Freshmen girls usually know of the senior boys, while they don't even know we exist. I knew your name and what you looked like — I thought you were cute, but you didn't know me.

Fast forward to 2017, my senior year. I got a friend request from you online. Of course, I accepted. You tried to get my attention with a comment that you left on one of my posts. Then a funny thing happened — I went to grab something to eat with a friend and didn't know you happened to work at the place where we grabbed food. A couple of days later, I received a follow on Instagram and Twitter. Then, eventually, a message on Twitter. You asked me if I was 18 so you didn't feel weird being older and talking to me. I was 18! You mentioned to me later on that you saw me when I was at work and you were determined to talk to me so you found your way.

You and I connected on so many levels. You talked to me, you helped me, you pushed me, and you were persistent in making me fall in love with you, which is exactly what I did. Slowly, but surely.

You became my best friend. I talked to you nonstop. We texted, sent each other funny things on Twitter, liked and commented on each other's Instagram pictures, messaged on Facebook, Snapchatted, talked on the phone until we couldn't stay awake any longer, video chatted on Facebook, everything you could think of. I would purposely go to the bathroom at work to hide out and text you since I didn't have service in the back room I was working in.

You were the one I always wanted to talk to and tell everything to. You were the one.

Nothing has changed, besides the fact that I now know for sure that I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

After 7 months of nonstop talking, we finally met up in person and I can't begin to put into words the excitement, nervousness, happiness, and butterflies I felt.

38 long days later, you finally asked me if we were official and I could not have been more ecstatic.

866 days later and you are still my best friend.

Since the beginning, I knew I could never stop loving you. The moments we've shared, memories we've made, adventures we've taken, laughs we've shared, tears we've shed, disagreements we've had, smiles we've exchanged. None of it means anything if you're not by my side.

You have helped me become a better version of myself in so many ways that I did not know were possible. You've shown me how to be independent in certain aspects, how to stand up for myself, how to push myself to do things I did not think I could do and you believed in me every step of the way. You've seen my highest of highs and lowest of lows and you still believed in me.

As we progress in our relationship, I fall more and more in love with you with each passing day. You show me how to make light of serious situations, even when I'm grumpy and don't want to smile, and you make me laugh at the most random things. And for that, I am forever grateful.

I don't know what life is going to throw at us in the future and I can't predict how things are going to go, but the one thing I do know is that as long as I have you by my side along the way, I... WE... will be just fine.

How I feel for you is what hopeless romantics always try to write about, but can never find the right words.

Thank you for everything you do every single day. Thank you for being you.

With all my love,

Yours truly.