You hear it everywhere.

You also hear it from the infamous Carrie Bradshaw, that "maybe we can be each other's soulmates. And then we can let men be just these great, nice guys to have fun with." If I've learned one crucial factoid of life in the last 21 years, it's just that. The people you choose to live with, spend the utmost time with and those of them we decide to spend forever with other than our significant others, they're the ones we call our forever people. Our soulmates.

If you ask me, there's never a due date on when you'll find your forever people. Whether or not they come into your life in college, post grad or even years after that, these are the people that you've patiently waited for and vise versa. It's vastly different when you're in high school because sure, we've had that big group of friends we had almost every class with, either on accident or completely on purpose, and the ones we only had to see because we went to the same high school with for four years. But then came college, a much bigger institution where we had the conscience choice to spend our time with someone or not. High school was the pregame to our lives in college where we'd potentially meet the bridesmaids to the wedding or the witnesses to our eloping years down the line.

Your forever people are the ones who you're not afraid to show your ugly crying face to or your stomach hurting silent laughter to. Your worst traits and your best. The comfort you feel just sitting in silence with and the telepathic communication that goes on when you just have to say something to them but can't say out loud. These people know your darkest, worst kept secret; the secret that still, to this day, makes you afraid to be yourself but knowing that your forever people know this about you and still accept you as a whole individual gives you a level of comfort that you never knew you'd ever reach.

Alongside being able to be your best very best (and worst) self around them, the bigger than usual fights and inconsistencies that might've happened between you guys in the past, once the kissing and making up was done and dealt with, it was just like old times. Even in the midst of fights and temporary friend-breakups, in the back of your guys' minds, you knew you'd always find your way back to one another and in that, is a sense of comfort I can't quite convey via 500 words or less.

This is an article to you girls, my forever girls, my forever people. Without our lazy Sunday's filled with screams of gossip and homework we almost forgot to finish. The days in which we plan what we'll do for that night and what drunken foods we'll end our nights with and what boys we swore off. To the last few years of my life with you (and the many, many years to come).

To the days and nights of laughter, sleepovers even though our rooms are a mere few steps away from one another, study dates, emotionally draining conversations up until the sunrise, brunch recaps of our nights, meaningless fights and makeups, shared closets and sushi meals and so many other things I found with my forever people; you know who you are.