The most bittersweet moment of my life was the second I found out I was moving to a different country. I got excited at first obviously, but on a second thought, I realized I was leaving and no one was coming with me.

When I told you I got accepted into the university I wanted I was waiting for you to get mad or upset, something along those lines. But your response was just pure excitement. That kept me strong.

The first months were the worst. I cried for hours every night wishing my parents were with me. Or my sister. Or you. But you weren’t. They weren’t. I was by myself surrounded by people that grew up with a different language, a different culture, different food (oh how I struggled with the food).

Then I remembered technology exists. And I realize now, that no matter how far away we are, a true friendship, the strong ones, the ones they say last forever, will indeed last forever. That’s what we have.

We have that friendship that started with an “I can’t stand you” and turned into “I can’t live without you." You keep me going. You let me know when I’m killing it (in a good way clearly) but also help me realize when I’m doing something wrong. You help me stay real. You help me become a better me.

You answer the phone, or listen to the 20-minute-long voice memos whenever there’s a professor killing my inner peace. Or the typical one, a guy messing with my mind.

Because of that and other things, too many to be listed in a simple letter, I thank you. And I ask you to never stop being you. I promise I’ll be there forever if you promise the same in return.

Don’t ever change. I love you.