Dear Roomie,
There are three things that I really want to say: I’m sorry, thank you, and I love you.
I’m sorry for many things. I’m sorry for not always doing the dishes or taking out the trash in a timely manner. I’m sorry for all of the times that I come in late or leave early when I’m not as quiet as I probably should be. I’m sorry for the times that I leave my stuff literally everywhere and I also sincerely apologize for all of my hair that somehow ends up absolutely everywhere. I’m sorry for when we go days at a time without seeing each other and I’m sorry for the phone calls and FaceTimes that I take in my room, but still end up getting ridiculously loud. There are probably other things that I should apologize for and, whatever they are, I do apologize.
Thank you for literally everything. Thank you for being the best person to vent to after a long day or night. Thank you for listening to my rants, even when they are pointless or repetitive. Thank you for being a great supporter of me and sending me encouraging messages when I need them, even though you have your own stuff going on. Thanks for almost always being down for a food run, so I don’t have to go alone. Thank you for helping me with homework, projects, and life. Thank you for telling me when I am a hot mess, but also for helping me to be not as big of a mess.
Thank you for doing the dishes when I forget, for taking out the trash when I don’t, and for always being okay with decorations, no matter the holiday. Thank you for being okay with driving places when I just don’t want to and for looking out for me when we go out. Thank you for the jam sessions we have in the car or the dorm. Thank you for watching random things on TV with me. Thank you for the talks we have that somehow end up lasting for hours on end.
Also, thank you for the adventures— the ones we’ve tried so hard to forget and the ones we still laugh about, to this day. Thank you for not judging me too harshly because we both know that I don’t always make the greatest decisions. Thank you for embracing my friends and family, even though they can be a handful sometimes. Thank you for simply being you and for getting along so well with me.
I love that we are such a great match. I love that we have similar, but still different personalities. I love that we can be ourselves around each other and there is no judgment. I love that we can be super competitive when we need to be, but I love the fact that, off of the intramural field and outside of homecoming week, there are no hard feelings and there is no love lost.
Most importantly, I love you, roomie, and I don’t say it nearly enough.





















