Hi. I miss you. I just flew home today, but I miss you. I wish my phone would light up with the “yoo I’m hungry” text which would obviously entail a “crew dinner and homework sesh," a.k.a., a night of girl’s talk and Netflix.
I was excited for the end of the semester and coming home to my family, high school friends and adorable puppy. But hugging you goodbye was hard. Stepping on the plane with the realization that I would not be seeing Louisville, my beautiful school and my fantastic friends for an extended period of time, was difficult. I can’t quite wrap my head around the idea that I won’t see you for the next month. And I know that constant text messages, snapchats and Instagram likes are nothing in comparison to sitting in a room and laughing with you.
I don’t know how I’m going to go a month without your words of wisdom and love. Let’s be honest, I don’t know how I’m going to keep myself occupied and alive these next four weeks without your constant entertainment and support. I hope I make good decisions without you by my side (though, let’s be honest we’re all going to make some poor decisions and laugh about it once we’re reunited).
I wish I could be ringing in the New Year with you. I wish I could ring into new resolutions and new opportunities with the people who have brought me the new life we call college. I wish I didn’t live 700 miles away and could drive to your house in the middle of the night for no reason at all. I mean, who am I going to scream the lyrics of Justin Beiber’s “Sorry” with all break? (If we’re being honest, you’ll probably just get videos of me jamming to it by myself.)
I hope your Christmas break is filled with lots of happiness and love. I hope you relax after a long, stressful finals week. I hope you eat all the food your mom puts in front of you to counteract the weeks of ramen we’ve been eating. I hope you can detox from our mutual coffee addiction. I hope you return next semester with the same excitement for an amazing time that I am already feeling.
Know that I miss you and love you. But more importantly (and of course, in the most cheesy way possible) know that distance makes the heart grow fonder. And above all else, know that your phone will be blowing up with play by plays of my daily life (ugly Snapchats included).
All my love,
The friend who’s missing you.
