We were inseparable — attached at the hip as everyone would say. We are practically sisters, and I didn't think I could ever live without you. But, that day came. The day we opened our college acceptance letters and they had different universities written across the top of them, we knew the inevitable was bound to happen. We tried to push reality away and refused to think about our futures of being apart from one another. No more showing up randomly at your house to pick you up to get food, no more sleepovers every weekend, no more Dunkin dates every day after school… We didn't want to think about any of that.
I don't think I have words to describe how much I miss you during the time we are apart. Opening a Snapchat of your face with a filter of you throwing up rainbows or FaceTiming you at 1 am just isn't the same (although they do make me smile). I miss spending hours upon hours at your house hanging out with your family like I'm their honorary third daughter. I miss raiding your pantry for my favorite cookies that I know you always have. I miss riding the bench with you during volleyball season. I miss our bike rides and our dinner dates and blasting music in the car with all the windows down. I just really miss you.
Although we can't do these things all day every day like we used to, this is really how it should be. We are in new settings, meeting new friends, experiencing new things, and making new memories that we can come back and share with each other later. But, regardless of all these new things happening in our lives, you have to know that those memories I have with you are ones I will keep forever. You are not replaceable. You are my “soul sista” and the one that has been with me through everything. Our ugly middle school stages, first boyfriends (and breakups), etc etc… You’re my best friend, and you will always be my person.
It seems like I am always counting down the months, weeks, days, hours, and even minutes until I get to see you next. As school ends and summer approaches, I know that we will be reunited soon enough and reattached at the hip. I can't wait for the minute you get home and I am waiting in your driveway to greet you (per usual). Sleepovers every weekend, Dunkin' runs every day, dinner dates at TGI Fridays; it'll be like we never left.
Even though there are 200 miles between us for nine months out of the year, we never let that get to us. The distance and time spent apart has not and will not change anything between us. I’m so lucky to have someone I know is my other half and my best friend for life.
