With winter break coming to an end, it’s that time where you say goodbye to your beloved high school friends in anticipation of your reunion with your college best friends. Sometimes, there’s a hint of guilt as you become excited to leave home, and get ready to see those new companions you spend all your time with at school.
To my best friend back home, I promise I’ll miss you.
College is incredible. I love my friends there, and I wouldn’t trade them for the world, but that doesn’t make them your replacements.
I know we talk less than we used to, but I haven’t forgotten about us. You’re part of why I’m me, and although my endless smiling Instagram pictures might not show it, there are many nights at school that I wish it was you I was laughing with.
In some ways, though, I’m actually grateful we’re apart.
You’re making your friends, and I am making mine, and the second we reunite it’s like nothing has changed at all between us. All we’re doing is growing; separately, but not apart.
Your sadness is my sadness, and your happiness is my happiness, no matter what distance stands between us.
Always remember, you have a piece of my heart, just like every other friend of mine. None of you could ever replace the other.




















