This is SOOOO overdue for being written, but here it is. Of course, we both knew that the day would come when we had to part ways. The summer before our freshmen year at college, we were bombarded with questions about our future plans and how we were going to live without each other. At that time, I knew nothing would come between us; we always had our occasional fight, arguments, disagreements, what best friends don't? Now it is our sophomore year of college, and I still don't know what I would do without you.

I could, and can never replace you.

You have always been and always will be my best friend. There is no one at college that is just like you. Because your personality is one-of-a-kind, no one else would understand our sense of humor when we're together, or sarcastic comments, and inside jokes we've collected over the years.

I literally talk about you all the time.

It is impossible to talk about ol' Litchfield High School, boys, anything, without bringing you up.

It's okay for us to make new friends.

To be honest, I think we both struggle with this, but of course each of us are going to be jealous of each other's new friends. There is no way around making college friends, friends who enjoy the same hobbies and food as you do. I would never wish for you to feel alone, so that's why you HAVE to have someone around to do fun things, things we have probably done before. When we come home, just know I will always be here to do stupid, crazy, bad ideas.

You are my number one, besides my momma.

Let's face it, a long-distance friendship is so much harder to control than a long-distance boyfriend. You have been by my side since Pre-K, and of all the people that come and go in my life, you're still here, and you will always be the most special to me. You're still the one I snapchat or text to ask "Which shoes match my outfit better?" "Should I wear this to work?" "Why are people so annoying?" "I miss you . . . give me attention"

I will still double text you, even it means I have to text you 30 times.

Thank you for telling me that guy isn't good enough.

Even though I never believed you at first, now I see it. You have made me realize there is someone better out there for me, and it really gives me hope. I hope I eventually meet the one, the one that meets the standards of you, because no guy has been good enough yet.

We are always in the same mood. Thank you for crying, hating life, being weirdos, and laughing with me.