Dear Friend,
I haven’t forgotten you. Even if we don't talk, I promise you that.
I miss you. Sometimes so much you wouldn't even believe it. I miss when we would sit in class together, making fun of our ridiculous English teacher, or when we used to run into each other while getting lunch and end up talking for an hour, about who knows what. Maybe we were never in the same friend group or I didn’t see you that much outside of school or work or wherever we knew each other from, but I hope you know that doesn’t mean you are any less important to me. Some people just click, and for me, you were one of those people.
Our main method of communication was never texting, but we had the opportunity to see each other, so it was okay. It was easier. But now here we are. It’s been a few months, and aside from a few sporadic “I miss you” texts exclaiming we would definitely keep in touch more, we haven’t spoken all too much. It’s not that I don’t want to communicate with you, but I’ve rationalized that some relationships are better suited for face-to-face contact. I realized that is OK too. It doesn’t make our friendship any less important or any less real.
Here’s the thing. Maybe the fact that we don’t speak for weeks or months on end is part of what contributes to the unusual nature of our friendship. Maybe the fact that no matter what, I can count on you to be there if I need you, but I don’t always need you, is what makes us special. This is to say that I wouldn’t die without you, but I wouldn’t want to live without you either.
I think of how you would never fail to laugh at my ridiculous jokes or how I could always count on you to roll your eyes with me during our teacher’s monotonous soliloquy and know we were thinking the same thing, and I’ll smile.
You were always game to cheer me up, even if you didn’t know why I was in a bad mood. You would have listened if I asked, but it was more important to make me smile in the moment than to fix whatever problem I had. I know that even if we aren’t in constant contact, whenever I see you again, we can pick up right where we left off, and I value that more than words can say.
I hope you think of me as often as I think of you, and I hope it is fondly and with a smile on your face. Thank you for making me laugh, for hating people you’ve never met simply because they were rude to me and for being a friend when I need one. I miss you, and I hope we see each other soon.
Thinking of you,
Your friend
