Dear High School Best Friends,
I'm writing this letter while looking at my closet door, decorated in old photos of us happy in high school. Now juniors in college, I look back and smile when I think of the good times we spent together. All the weekend diner dates and nights full of take-out Chinese, all the gossiping and Menlo trips. I told you guys everything, and even though you judged what I said, I loved you guys. I would have done anything for you, even though I often felt as though I was the joke of the group. You taught me what FOMO felt like before I even knew what it was, and you taught me what real friendships were.
In high school, I thought the four of you would be my bridesmaids. I truly believed that the five of us would be a part of each other's lives forever. And we were! And then I transferred and slowly we all grew apart, and it hurt me. I moved away, and you all stayed pretty local. It felt like poison, and I ran away from that. I saw your snapchats of you all together, and at first they bothered me because I felt left out, but now I am happy you still have each other.
But looking back, I am thankful I had you as friends, and although we don't talk anymore and I feel forgotten, I am happy things happened the way they did. You taught me how real friends should act. You taught me how to be a good friend. You gave me wisdom and bravery. You brought me out of my shell.
I thank you for all of that.
Thank you for being my friends when I needed you most.
Thank you for accepting me for my weirdness.
Thank you for letting me cry on yours shoulders— through break ups and college acceptances, you supported me and I, you.
Thank you for treating me the way you did—you helped me learn how to be a better friend and prepare me for the friendships that I know I will have forever.
Thank you for accepting me for me—I know you guys judged the dumb comments I made, but you stood by my side anyway.
And most importantly, thank you for teaching me to be myself and love who I am.
I never want to have friends like you again. You four are friends that I will never forget, and have taught me so much. I hope that I have left a print on your hearts as you have mine, and I hope that you one day make friends like the ones that I have. My future bridesmaids.
You four will always have a part of my heart.
With love,
Your Old Friend
