I just recently received your letter. You told me to write you back when I had the chance. You know that I am busy, but this letter is for you. Our conversations are few and far between, and having a time zone difference has proved to be challenging. These things aside, hearing your voice and seeing your face makes me so happy. I miss you so much.

I never would’ve guessed when we met that we would become so close. Our sarcasm matches, we laugh at the same stupid jokes, and we can talk forever about Gossip Girl. Anytime I hear our song on the radio, I remember all of our adventures. This is my problem. Things with you have become memories. I can no longer run over to your house for a sleepover. It is very hard for me to have a friend that is thousands of miles away. Which makes me realize how hard it is for you. When you moved back home after your exchange year, you left an entire group of friends and family here. You now have two homes, two families. Your heart is in two places. I wonder how you do it.

You, my friend, are infectious. You are a joyful being. From your beautiful smile to your dorky laugh, your personality will light up every room you walk into. It makes me jealous of how much everyone likes you – mostly because you are foreign. Besides the point, you make other people happy. You make me happy. I admire that about you. I hope I can learn from you and take that into everyday life with me.

In all honesty, I would be a mess without. You bring a smile to my face. Your presence in my life has been nothing but positive. I know that the distance between us means nothing. I see the future with you at my wedding and playing with my kids when you come to visit. I see us as a lifelong duo. Always together to conquer the world and chase our dreams.

This past summer without you has been a complete bore. I want to call you to see what our plans are all the time until I realize our plans would have to involve an eight-hour flight. I can’t wait until I get to see you again and hug you. Boy, do I miss your hugs. College is weird without you. I wish I could walk into class and see you. I want to vent to you like we did in our journalism class. I want to go on late night taco runs, and go on our Wal-Mart adventures and spend way too much money. Mostly I just want to be with you again. I hope that your next visit happens soon. Really soon.

I miss you very much. Love you, you crazy foreigner.

XOXO,
Your Favorite American