This poem is dedicated to my future roommate whom I have not met, yet. Although we haven't gotten a chance to meet, I feel as if you've already ignited this profound and humble feeling in my heart and touched my soul with your memes, words of wisdom, and...Snapchats. Thank you for everything, Brooke. See ya soon!

Graduating high school, I was scared. I not only hated but dreaded the fact that in three months from then, I had to move into a 12 x 12 room with a total stranger.

Fast forward:

We are days away, Brooke.

I don't hate you, at all, actually.

I kinda love you and you've become such an important inspiration within my life, that I genuinely look up to you as the older sister I never had.

I wouldn't call you a stranger-

Now I'd call you family.

We were two, uniquely designed, curious and open-minded people who had been shaded by our own insecurities.

I know what they mean when they say 'opposites attract', Brooke.

They don't just attract, they complete whatever is being linked together.

With each other, we can overcome anything and I know you'll always have my back.

We are two, uniquely designed, curious and open-minded people who are shaded by our their insecurities and we are days away, Brooke.

Days away from a new start,

New people,

New environments,

New journies-

together.