Dear Divya,

We're the most unlikely pair of friends, but somehow, we fit together better than anyone else. It's a bit fuzzy to me as to how we even managed to meet in the first place. I remember some time in fifth grade after I'd just moved to a new school, I made a friend who rambled on and on about you and how amazing you were. At that point, I let it slide because I hadn't met you in person yet and deduced that you were just another person in my grade who was relatively nice and that I'd like to be friends with you someday.

Little did I know, that was just the beginning.

We met for the first time in sixth grade. I still remember it to this day — we both had band together, and we both were absolutely terrible at playing the flute. I remembered your face from a while ago and thought that it would be fun to talk to you, and so I did.

I think my first impression of you was that you were very judgmental, collected and quiet, but you still managed to carry yourself with an aura of confidence, which was why people loved you. Truth be told, I was terrified of you and thought that you were way too cool for me. (Which of course, now I realize is the other way around. Just kidding.)

We didn't really talk that much in sixth grade, but every time I talked to you, I think we grew closer. In a time when I didn't really have that many friends, had my very own impeccable sense of fashion and had the most awkward personality in the world, you still managed to befriend me, and I cannot thank you enough for that.

Seventh grade was where things really started to happen. We got a lot closer, and just thinking about all the memories we made makes me want to relive them. Our messed-up family, shovels, a certain guy, a certain person we both hated, swim team and lunch prodded us to talk more, and I found myself being able to share things with you that I've never been able to share with anyone else. I think my favorite memory of us together was at my house, when my mom uttered her famous words that we still laugh about to this day: "Divya, don't worry. You'll find your Prince Charming." Needless to say, you definitely haven't found yours yet.

But all good things must end and that meant seeing you, too. When I moved in eighth grade, I found myself missing you constantly, but I'm actually glad that I moved. Our distance apart from each other showed me that true friends are the ones you keep talking to and making memories with regardless of the distance between the both.

Divya, I've changed a lot, and there's absolutely no doubt about that. But the thing that continues to surprise me to this day is how you managed to stay friends with me through all that. Even if I was annoying or just plain stupid, you were still there for me. In a time when I had almost no friends and dark thoughts infested my mind, you helped me forget all my worries. I knew that no matter what happened, I could simply sit and laugh with you.

You're one of the most incredible people I've ever met. Intelligent, beautiful, funny, kind, charismatic and a pull goddess, you have the capability to do literally anything you want because of your capacity for hard work. You've always been there for me, and you choose to look past my flaws and help me see that I'm not as bad as I think I am, along with being my most constant source of motivation. You're the person that I share my longest relationship with, (haha) the only relationship I never want to end.

I love you, and I'm proud to call you my best friend.

Love,

Mitali

(P.S. I still need my Chick Fil A.)