We haven't spoken in a few years. I know nothing about your life or what you're up to nowadays. And I'm guessing you have no idea what I've been doing lately either. Because we're strangers. I never thought that would be us, and I'm still struggling with the fact that you're gone; you're not in my life anymore and you're never coming back. And that's a shame because you used to be the Brooke to my Peyton, the Lane to my Rory, the Blair to my Serena. You were my partner in crime and my favorite person in the world. I'm going through an especially tough time now, and I guess I just wish you were here because it's hard not being able to call you anymore.

I want you to know I think about you every day. I miss your quirky sense of humor and how it cheered me up through the hell called high school. I miss all the sleepovers where we ate pizza until we were about to bust, made brownies at three a.m. and only ate the batter, gossiped about girls we couldn't stand, and complained about guys who just didn't get it.

I often find myself thinking of the good times, like our random outings to Walmart because there was nothing else to do in our small town. Our nights at the mall where we talked to random guys because we were bored and single. Our long, late night phone conversations where I could talk to you about anything and everything. I miss it, and I miss you.

I want to thank you for being my best friend for as long as you were. Your house was my second home, and I hope mine was the same for you. You were there for all of my guy troubles, and I was there for yours. When we were 16, I remember you being there when my boyfriend at the time called and broke up with me. You consoled me while I cried for two hours straight. You fixed my hair and makeup, and you insisted we take pictures to put all over Facebook because you wanted me to show him what he was missing. I don't think I ever actually thanked you for that. So, three years later, here it is: thank you.

The last thing I want to say to you is that I hope your new life is everything you dreamed it would be. Mine is going well, and I think you'd be proud of me. I know I'm proud of you because I know you're doing great things. I promise I'll never forget you, and I hope you never forget me.