It took me nineteen years to find "my person" but it was well worth the wait when I met you. Coming into my freshman year of college, I was a hot mess wondering if I would find friends that would last forever, then I met you. You instantly became my person when we bonded about our hometowns, past friendships, our goals, and our insecurities. Complaining about our math professor, eating at the marketplace a hundred times a day, or blowing money on junk food because we are stressed-- those are the times I cherished during our freshman year. You aren't just my person but my other half, soul sister, roommate, and my life.

All throughout my life, I was worried that I would be alone forever but I realized that I didn't need a boy to make me happy, I just needed my best friend.

Whether it was a Friday or Saturday night, I found myself cuddled up next to you begging you to come out with me; I always seemed to ask when you had just taken your make up off and when you had already had Grey's playing on your Netflix account. You always seemed to get ready before I ever could. Jamming to Justin Bieber throughout the dorm while we did each other's hair and makeup were the times that made our friendship hit its high points.

Although there were high points, we had a handful of low points as well but that didn’t break the bond that you and I shared. Whether it was not agreeing on each other’s outfits, complaining because one of us went tanning without the other, or we went back to that same boy we just complained about last week; nothing in this world could stop you from being my person. I helped you ace English papers while you helped me with laundry and carrying the heavy groceries in. Remember that one time we both bombed our freshman math class? Yeah, me too. My mom’s still pissed about it.

Whether life throws great things at us or absolutely terrible things, we have never left each other’s side and that’s what makes you my person.

Just like Christina Yang said, "If I murdered someone, she's the person I'd call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor. She's my person." That is what you are to me even though we both know that I couldn't kill a fly.

What makes you my person is the fact that I can text you telling you that I just sobbed my eyes out watching “Keith” and 5 minutes later you will send me a Snapchat of you crying while watching it. What makes you my person is the fact that we are complete opposites but we have the craziest stuff in common as well as inside jokes. What makes you my person is the fact that we both binge watch on Grey’s while eating ice cream. What makes you my person is the fact that I would pick you over any boy. What makes you my person is the fact that you have seen me at my worst stage of my life and still loved me like I was perfect. What makes you my person is the fact that everyone seems to think that we are lesbians but that just shows how close we are. What makes you my person is the fact that no matter where life takes you and I, my face will always light up when I hear your name or your voice.

Before we met, we were what people like to call "heartless." Seriously though. We weren't ones to cry about dumb stuff, dumb boys, grades, or when we couldn't drive to the Hungry Howie's to get pizza because there was a blizzard outside. The more we got to know each other, the more sappy we would get. I spent most of my college weeknights crying on your shoulder over a bad grade in class while you told me "Shut up Sesa, stop crying." I can always count on you to be my biggest critic while being my best friend.

Maybe I had to go through a million girls to find out that you were worth the wait, my best friend. Maybe I had to go through endless friendships to realize that college would bring me you.

The fact that I have only known you for exactly a year blows my mind because I feel like I have known you for eternity. People always say “you know me better than myself” and I disagreed with that because who would know me better than myself? Then I met you and my outlook on that went away. You know when I am upset before I even get upset.

There are certain parts of my day when I realize how blessed I have become that you are apart of my life.

You're my person and I would never trade you for all the pizza in the world. Sometimes, I may not show you how much I love you or appreciate you but I hope you always know in your heart that you will forever be my person. You're the Christina Yang to my Meredith Grey. You are that person that I could never imagine my life without and the best part of my story. You will be the friend I tell my children to strive to be like. I love you to all the stars and back, forever and always, my perfect person.