Dear middle school best friend,
Remember the days we would spend every weekend together watching our favorite Disney movies on VHS and staying up late hours after we said we were going to bed talking our dreams for the future and our biggest fears? Remember laughing about silly things like the fart button app or rapping to "Love the Way You Lie" until 4 am? Those were memorable times that I will keep sacred for years to come. Having you by my side through all the years of trying to figure out who I was is something for which I'll be forever grateful. We took so much pride in being weird and labeling ourselves as dorks. Moments like walking around Disney World in seventh grade yelling/singing the bucket song make us both want to cringe at our young 13-year-old selves, but at that time we were making memories and embracing who we were with so much joy.
High school came before we knew it, but we were still best friends. Walking to school every morning was routine, no matter how late I was going to make us. When serious dating became part of my life I struggled with maintaining both kinds of relationships, yet I was still so sad when I realized you had become closer to another friend of ours. Of course, this is something that I knew was going to come with time, but that didn't stop us from labeling each other as 'best friend.' We made so many memories in high school on the practice field, in the stands on Friday nights, and in the Tropicana dome. Any friend you made I pretty much made too and vice versa. Our powerful duo became a triple threat trio, meaning we were able to make more memories with someone else. There came a point in our friendship were you went to find yourself and I was doing my own thing causing us to drift a slight bit more than before. Thank god senior year came around because we became closer than ever. While we did have some petty fights, nothing could break apart our strong friendship. Thank you for always being there for me when I needed a shoulder to cry on, or wanted to feed my roaring stomach.
When you told me you were considering going to a different university than me, I was so sad yet so excited for whatever journey you choose. Thankfully, you're here with me and I can still count on you for a taco bell run at midnight. Graduation day came and I was so happy and proud when I saw you watch across the stage because you and I finished school together. I couldn't have asked for a better friend to make it from sixth grade all the way to graduation with me.
Fast forward to today and here we are 450 miles away from our hometown. We've both made new friends we'd consider our best friend. These new friends have more things in common with our individual selves, and while I love my new best friend so very much, she isn't you. You will always be the one I know I can talk to about anything and everything until 3AM, or grab something to eat no matter the time of day. In my heart you will always be my best friend and no one can replace that. I mean, who else is going to laugh at my ridiculous timehops from seven years ago with me? I'm sure no one else will find them as hilarious as you do because they didn't know who I was back then.
So middle school best friend, here's to seven+ years of beautiful friendship. From our wearing of 3D glasses with the lens popped out, rapping every word to "Love the Way You Lie", and singing the bucket song days to our college ones filled with studying, homework, and working, you are my bffl.
p,s. I still know the bucket song and can kill "Love the Way You Lie" when it comes on.
