I'm not totally sure how we got here. How do you go from talking constantly, texting each other daily, and gossiping about everything to catching up with each other once a month? Maybe that's just what happens as you grow up and move away from home, but that doesn't mean that I have to be okay with it.

Somedays, I miss you so much it hurts. I try to keep up with your life on social media so that I know you're doing okay, but it's hard when I'm not the one in all of your Instagram photos anymore. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad that we still keep in touch, but reminiscing on the old days just makes me miss you more.

We still make the same jokes when we see each other and you call me the same nicknames. We talk, laugh and hug and it feels like nothing has changed. It feels like no time at all has passed and like we haven't grown apart.

When something exciting (or something terrible) happens to me, I still pull out my phone and go to text you, but then I remember that we don't do that anymore. We don't tell each other everything and we don't talk every day.

I'll always wish you a Happy Birthday, like all of your selfies, and Facebook stalk any guy that you date. I still adore your family and find myself telling people at school about how great they are. When you tell me stories about your life post high school graduation, I can tell how happy you are and I hope that you're that happy for the rest of your life.

I'm still your biggest fan and I'm rooting for you. I hope that you get everything you want in life: that you get to marry that guy who you love so much and that you find a career you adore. I hope that in 10 years, we will meet up one day for lunch and you'll tell me all about your adorable kids and that dog you adopted last year. I hope that you get to travel as much as you've always wanted to and that you're always the girl who tells crazy stories.

I'll always remember you as one of the best friends I've ever had and I'll always love you with all that I am. When I tell people about the crazy adventures that we had together, I still laugh so hard that my sides hurt and they can't understand anything that I'm saying. I'll always look back on those times as some of the best days of my life and I hope that you do too.

Thank you.

Thank you for sticking by my side for so many years.

Thank you for all of the little things that I never thanked you for.

Thank you for being my best friend, even if you aren't anymore.