First of all, I miss you. I miss you a lot. I miss being only 10 minutes away from you. And, as much as I hate to say it, I miss our senior high school days when we were anxiously dreaming about our plans and goals for the upcoming year.
I want to let you know that I’ve changed in a lot of aspects since we went our separate ways for college, and I’ve experienced quite a bit. I’ve experienced the importance of good company and the joys of true friends. And I’ve experienced all of this because you set the bar extremely high when it came time for me to determine what a good friend was and for showing me what it means to be selfless. Thank you for showing me what it feels like to be irrevocably supported by your best friend. Thank you for being my number one fan and for being so unequivocally proud of my accomplishments. I thank you for all of that.
I thank you for our pointless, forgettable fights. They’ve made our friendship stronger and more understanding.
Thank you for your acceptance that both of us change, but will never grow apart.
Thank you for your honest opinion and for not allowing me to look like an idiot and, on the rare occasion that I do, thank you for laughing about it with me.
I’m not one to get sappy or nostalgic, but I miss our simple get-togethers where I could just sit around all day, eating all of your food. You know you better stalk up on those snacks I like, because you’re the first one I’ll see when I come back home.
I also want to thank you for enduring that awkward middle school stage with me and still being my friend after it all. I thank you for participating in the weirdness that somehow all middle schoolers partake in.
Thank you for being my partner in crime, sometimes my mom, my teammate and my counselor.
Thank you for being patient and understanding with the fact that neither of us have to talk every day to know that we will always be here for each other with our best advice.
Thank you for making me try new things, even when I’m scared to death, (don’t think I’ve forgotten your 13th birthday party and you forcing me to eat octopus. I don’t regret that for a second).
Thank you for teaching me about concepts I was completely clueless on, and thank you for not being judgmental in even the slightest way about my naivety.
Thank you for making it so easy to start talking about our lives when we haven’t spoken to each other in two months.
Lastly, thank you for being the best friend I could ask for. I couldn’t be more grateful for meeting you at seven years old and carrying our friendship all through our 11 years. I love and miss you so much.
