I have always been the girl who had that one special friend. Ever since I can remember, I had that one person I called my best friend who I shared every detail of my life with. I’ve had roughly five of these “besties” since early childhood, and I recently went through my first adult change in friendship.
To my old best friend forever:
We’ve been as close as sisters since seventh grade. Every single high school class we shared together, and every Friday night we’d go to the movies or hang out at home. We didn’t party, we didn’t drink or smoke, and yet, we always were laughing and having the greatest time. When it came time for college, we agreed to not live together (as everyone always warns—do not live with your best friend), but managed to live in dorms right next to each other.
Somewhere along the way of our freshman year in college, we lost touch. We didn’t talk everyday or even every week, but we always knew we were just a few buildings away. Towards the second semester our freshman year, we started seeing each other more, and agreed that the next year, we’d live together so we could rekindle our friendship.
Our sophomore year came and we moved in with two other girls. It was fun; we got to talk every day again. But soon our conversations grew shorter and we started seeing each other less. You worked full time and I was busy with sorority and schooling, and soon we didn’t have as much in common. By the end of the semester, you had all but moved out and I got used to seeing your room empty.
When we all officially moved out at the end of our sophomore year, I had no idea that would be the end of our communication. I saw you once or twice at your job, and we exchanged small talk, but things were different. We were on different paths, with different people, and had different experiences. Months came and went without a single word. We each had our share of celebrations, life events, family miracles, and other major changes in our world's and received hardly any acknowledgments from each other.
Its just crazy that people can go from being inseparable to being strangers in a little over a year, but I guess that happens when people grow up. The girl I used to tell every single thing to and who knew me more than anyone else in this world, now has no idea what I am doing in life. People change, not necessarily for the worse, but people do change.
So to my old best friend: I still think of you and hope you are doing well. I hope you are happy, I hope you are successful in life, and I hope you enjoy wherever life has taken you. I look back on our years together fondly and will always consider you a friend.
Love forever,
-A
