We all know what it's like to go through life wondering who our person is. You know, that one person who is our rock no matter what, they are always a phone call away, they would move mountains to make sure that you are okay.

They could be a significant other, they could be your bestfriend. It's the one person you run to when you feel like nobody else will understand. I met my person when I was 9 years old. Yes, I have other people I call my bestfriends, but he is my actual person and I couldn't thank him enough.

Dear Person,

Thank you for finding me when you did. Yes I was 9 and you were 13, but even then I knew you were meant to be my bestfriend.

Thank you for all of the memories we have. Considering that we have spent every summer together since we were little, it's no surprise that we have memories, but I wouldn't trade ours for anything, Whether it be the time I freaked out because I had a leach on my ankle and you got it off, or maybe one of the hundred times you teased me about who my crush was that week, and you still do to this day.

Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on, from that first time I spent the whole summer away from home, and you, when I've never felt more alone in my life; you were there willing to talk to me for two hours to make me feel better.

Thank you for caring just as much about my future plans as I do, and encouraging me to chase my dreams no matter what. You're one of the first people I want to tell all of my life stories to, and you are always eager to listen.

My favorite thing about you though, is how regardless of what I do, how long we go without talking, or what life has thrown at us, we have managed to stay best friends through everything.

Thank you for being my person.