To my freshman year roomie,

Thank you for always being there for me and becoming one of my best friends. I remember when we first moved in together and we were both kind of unsure how it was going to go. We started off a bit rocky. We weren't talking for the first few months and we really didn't like to be around each other too much. I found my own friends and so did you. At first it was like we were living totally separate lives and becoming strangers toward each other. When we came back from thanksgiving break something just clicked and we wanted to hang out more. All of a sudden we were going places together more and talking about our life and problems. I am so thankful for the spark that made us become friends again.

Right now you are one of the only two people that know the actual me and knows all my personal secrets. I am going to miss our late night conversations we have in the dark about all the deep stuff we can imagine. I am going to miss when one of us is sick and we take care of each other the best way we know how because our moms aren't here to do it for us. I am going to miss when you randomly jump on my bed and start to cuddle me just because you're bored.

I hope I never forget the times when we would be talking about something and we automatically think and say the same thing. I like being able to come home from a hard day or week and know that I have someone to complain to. I like knowing that at any moment I have a shoulder to cry on about anything that is on my mind that day. Our freshman year is coming to an end and I'm not going to lie, it makes me tear up a lot.

You helped me grow so much as a person here at college. You listened to all my shit and never judged me for it. You are 100 percent my partner in crime here, and you always have my back and I always have yours, even when we are getting into big trouble.

Slowly we are packing up our room before finals week, before we officially move out for good, and I just look around and get so sad. What has been our first home on our own will now be someone else's in just a matter of months. Watching our room become those bare white walls again breaks my heart. We put so much work into this room and made it completely our own.

We shared great memories here together and with our friends. I look around and see where we chipped off the paint from your cork boards that took so much effort to take off the wall. I see the terrible $20 rug that I got from Walmart that has an infinite amount of wrinkles and creases that everyone constantly tripped on. I also see our famous "you just got sprayed tally" when people just so happened to be standing in the right spot to get hit by our automatic air freshener that will soon be over.

I can honestly say I am glad you and I roomed together for our first adult journey. I love you so much and thank you so much for being my day one here. I hope we live together again someday and I hope we stay this close cause I don't know what I would do without you Kayleigh. Thank you for being you.