My dear best friend,
Thank you for the last seven years of friendship. Thank you for not (entirely) judging me throughout my awkward preteen years. Thank you for getting in to all sorts of trouble with me. Thank you for not letting me go through my family problems alone. Thank you for trusting the wrong people with me. I guess, overall, thank you for never turning your back on me.
I've always been told not to trust everybody I meet, yet I always do so anyways ... and it always bites me in the back. However, when we became friends in sixth grade, I put all my faith in you. For whatever reason, we were bound to be there for each other. I will never regret being in the position I was in personally at the time, because if I wasn't there, I wouldn't have met you.
Thank you for being patient with me and influencing me through junior high and high school to become who I am today. I've made so many mistakes, and you've had so many reasons to grow impatient each time I would become something I didn't want to be ... but you never have.
Thank you for the inside jokes and all the memories. My family has taken you as one of us, as has your family me as one of yours. You will always be my best friend – scratch that, my sister – but your entire family will always hold a piece of my heart.
Thank you for spending every birthday of mine with me since the eighth grade. I couldn't imagine ringing in a new year of my life with anybody else but you and my family. Also, thank you for the gifts you always give me – they may not be costly, but the thought you put in to them is so overwhelmingly amazing.
Thank you for always coming back to me. We may not have ever really fought, but we have definitely parted ways a few times. Every time, though, we pick back up right where we left off. I think that's what makes us the best of friends: we don't have to talk to each other all the time to know that we are always there for each other.
Thank you for hugging me and comforting me every time I've cried. I'm an ugly crier for sure, but even through silent hugs, it helps.
I think I'm scared that you're going to go to college and forget about me or find someone that you click with better than we ever have. I'm scared that you're going to spend these "glory" years finding new friends and forgetting about me, or just growing apart from the bond that we've always had. I am so scared.
Despite my fears, I know that we have made it this far in our friendship, and every time we stopped talking quite as much ... we snapped right back where we belong. For a while, I genuinely hoped you'd just talk to me on the phone your whole time at college, ha ha ha (selfish, I know)!
But, as P!ATD says, "if you love me, let me go."
I've had seven years to grow and grow the overwhelming amount of faith I have placed in you, and now it's being put to the test. I love you so much, more than words could ever explain. Thank you for accepting me through everything. You have to go to college and do your thing, and I have to do my thing too. Please know that no matter what happens with these years to come, you're always going to be my best friend. You're my other half, and I love you to the moon and back – slowly.
Never forget that you have a home with me and my family, always. Good luck in college. Meet people; accomplish things. But come back when you're done. I'd die without you.
Your Ride-or-Die
I miss you.
