From the days of no worries in elementary school classrooms to enduring the awkward stage together in middle school, and then picking each other up after the agonizing heartbreaks in high school, you have always been a constant heavy anchor in my deadly ocean storm of a life. Nobody knows me like you do, and sometimes I think you might know me a little too well. It’s a little scary really, the things you know about me could easily be used as reputation destroying blackmail. But even though we may have drifted apart in the process of becoming adults, it doesn’t change my love for you as a best friend, and sister.

Remember how easy it was when were just in the fourth grade? The worst kind of argument we could possibly get into was if one of us chose to sit next to someone else at lunch. We would have to set up days to hang out through our parents, and when we did hang out outside of school we were making up dances or playing out in the woods. Life was good and our friendship was getting stronger with each day we spent loyal to each others side. We’d brag to other people that we were “best friends” and no one could change that. Passing notes from across the class about the pointless of things, but somehow we never got caught. Mischieviousness only made our bond stronger.

Soon came middle school and we were prepared to attack all the dreadful cliches together. Our first crushes, embarrassing ourselves somehow on a daily basis, learning how to wear makeup and dress ourselves in a way that didn’t completely mismatch. We were awkward with a mouth full of braces and assuming every time a boy said “Hi” it meant he had a huge crush on us. 20 bucks from our parents was a huge deal because that meant we could go see a movie and maybe get some ice cream after on a Friday night. We had no idea what we were doing, but we were trying to figure it out the best we could together.

High school was the time of our lives. We drifted slightly, but still knew that we had each other’s friendship at the end of the other day. We started to make new friends and do different things, but that’s okay. We we’re becoming adults and finding things that defined us as people. Our interests started to change and we spent less time with each other, but when we were with each other it was like nothing had changed. We started dating and being rebellious teenagers, and really showed our true colors as adults. Graduation came fast and it seemed like life was happening so fast. We walked across the stage with the knowledge that we were both going to do different schools in the fall.

Now here we are, two years deep in college and communication between us is limited. It’s sad when you think of the friendships you used to hold so near and dear to your heart, but then suddenly one day you’re focused on getting a college education, all these new friends you’ve made at school, and your new relationship that they don’t even know about. It’s weird having a boyfriend they never met because they used to know every guy you would look at in a flirtatious way. You can’t help but want to give them a call and talk about him for hours. Or maybe send them a text explaining all these events that have happened in the past year or so. You miss the days of carefree living at age 12. You hope one day you can find yourselves back to each other and talk for hours about everything that’s happened in the lost time you’ve experienced, and go back to the comfort of knowing their friendship is in your life.