To the Stranger Who Became My World
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To the Stranger Who Became My World

Life works in strange, beautiful ways.

To the Stranger Who Became My World

During my first week of college, I met so many people I thought I would be friends with for all of my four years here, and more... only to find myself here, four months later, and I barely say hi to them anymore. It's sad, I won't lie, but I guess that's just the way college is: people change and grow within minutes, and it's beautiful. Everyone finds their own path, eventually.

When I first met you, I didn't really think you were going to be much more than the guy I was gonna run into every once in a while, and awkwardly say hi to. Not because you weren't interesting, or fun to be around: on the contrary, I loved hanging out with you. I remember thinking you had the best smile in the history of the world; I also remember thinking "stop it, right now". I did love spending time with you; I loved it a little too much for my own good. You were way too... everything for me, and it was way too early for me to be crushing on the impossible guy.

So I tried to avoid you and my feelings. I was about as successful as a llama trying to do a split in high heels. I did manage to distance myself; I was successful with that, so successful I got you to stop talking to me entirely. What I was not successful with was forgetting about you, and the gigantic elephant in the room that kept yelling at me:

"You like him!"

Fortunately, for some reason, the universe decided to turn in my favor as I did the most stupid thing I have ever done in my life.

It was the most stupid, but also the most...productive? Not writing a ten-page essay productive, but making my life a billion times better productive. I knocked on your door and told you I liked you, just like that. Turns out I was not the only one.

In barely three months, you turned from a little more than a stranger to the most important person of my life. See, "boyfriend" is a pretty stupid word to describe what you are to me. You are my best friend, my number one fan, the one person I can eat pasta at 3 a.m. with. The only one that gets to roast me on a daily basis without me getting mad about it... I could go on for pages.

If anyone had told me I would have met someone as special as you are during my first week of college, I would have laughed in their face. If anyone had told me we would have got so far, that I would be taking you home, 4,000 miles away, with me, I would have never believed it. But now here we are: we're jumping on a plane tomorrow, and I'm looking at you play videogames as I'm typing this. Life really is weird, but in its own, special kind of way.

You taught me so many things, and you teach me something new everyday. You inspire me to be a better person, and take care of me in a way that no one has ever done before. You literally saved my life at least twice (probably more that one time that I was terribly drunk), and will probably do it again soon because I am not known to be a very responsible person.

So... thank you. For always being there for me, for cheering me up when the monsters strike, for bearing with me and my constant need for attention, but most of all, for being you.

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