Dear Best friend,

We have officially been apart for about three months, and I can honestly say that I miss you more than I have missed anyone else. Home is still there, but neither of us is. We live almost 6 hours from each other, and the idea that I can’t see you whenever I want to kills me sometimes.

So let me tell you why I miss you:

1. I miss getting to spend the first period with you.

Creative writing was the best class. We laughed so much. I left that class, and no matter what happened in the day, I could look back on it and smile.

2. I miss not having to plan out who I am going to eat lunch with every day.

High school was the land of following a schedule, and admittedly I don’t miss the part of having my whole life scheduled out, but I do miss that I knew we were going to eat together three days a week. I miss having a table that was always ours.

3. I miss that I had someone who knew my history.

We grew up with each other. You were one of my first friends. We probably have more pictures of us as children then we do as teenagers. You were my person who I could say “Remember when to.”

4. I miss that I never felt that I had to censor myself around you.

I find myself not speaking my mind more often than not since I moved into school. You always understood my dumb jokes, if I was an idiot, you called me on it, and you knew how to deal with my if I was sad. Honestly, I don’t want to let anyone in that much because I don’t want them to replace you.

But, I still have you. You might be 6 hours away, but I text you more often than anyone else. You are the first person I text when something is going on. I laugh so much at your random 12 am snap chats. Our group conversation is what I live for.

I am learning to live without my best friend, but not forever. I will see you in a few weeks, and I will have an endless amount of stories to tell you.

I love you forever, Eliza.

From your best friend, Burr.