Dear Long distance best friend,
Today is just one of those many days where I’m reminiscing and missing you more than usual. Living 8 hours away from each other has not been easy, to say the least. There are days where I want to call you up and say “let’s go to Starbucks!” or text you “hey omw let’s be fat and watch law and order all day”, but sadly I really can’t unless I get in my car and drive 8 hours (which I have seriously contemplated). Today isn’t much different from any other day I’m missing except for today I realize I never really got the chance to tell you how much you mean to me, and I haven’t really faced the reality of how much I truly miss you. But you know me, I avoid feelings. So here I am today writing you this letter of pure raw truth and spilling all the suppressed feelings.
I never realized just how much long distance sucks but here we are three years after I moved, and we are still best friends going on a solid 10 years (and counting). Yes, we can still talk for hours on the phone, gossip to each other over text, go to each other for advice, and only a phone call away if we need each other. But honestly I hate it, I don’t want to be a phone call away, I want to be a five-minute drive away. The distance sucks and I hate it. It breaks my heart thinking about the plans we made with each other for after high school will always be a fantasy. It’s hard when all I want to do is have a girls’ night with my best friend, and you’re not here. But despite all that, I know you are still there for me. I am so thankful for you best friend.
Thank you for accepting me before I became popular in school and boys started noticing me. You noticed me and thought I was great; I realize that now. Thank you for answering the phone the nights my life turns upside down. Thank you for being my second family. Thank you for making me feel perfect. Thank you for understanding me and not judging me. Thank you for knowing me better than I know myself. Thank you for giving me advice and letting me rant to you endlessly (even if I am being a little dramatic). Thank you for all the times you held me while crying. Thank you for letting your home be my safe place. Thank you for making the eight-hour trip to see me. Thank you for picking up right where we left off. Thank you for being okay when we don’t talk everyday because we are adults now and life gets busy.
Basically what I’m trying to say is the distance sucks but no matter what you are my best friend. You are such an important person in my life. I know our initial plan that we came up with has had a few changes but that’s okay. I know we’ve missed graduation, birthdays, and other important events but if we have babies they will be best friends, if we get married you are my maid of honor, and if we end up alone... well then we’ll live together with a bunch of cats and dogs and you will cook for me because you love me. Thank you for being my long distance best friend.
p.s. you can still move to AL, please.
